Before I store those diaries away...
I thank brothers Walk Softly, GATSBY, Justin Beaver & quite a few others for their interest in my Philippine travel report.
Browsed through my diaries one last time before putting them away...and came up with a few "notes to myself" that might be worth sharing with my cheering team.
Also received several PMs from brothers interested in my treasury of photos. Hope you understand, I'd like to honor my promise to several Filipinas not to share their pictures.
But for those who're curious, there's tons of Filipina porn sites. The following stuff gives a sense of pooning in Angeles or Manila and seems minimally staged:
http://asiansexdiary.com/t2/
www.trikepatrol.com
http://hotmanilanights.com/tour/
http://filipinaporntube.net/
1. The aftermath of my vacation
Visiting the Philippines gives one new appreciation for how good life is in Canada...except that, for many of us, this isn't exactly sexual paradise.
Knowing an erotic Eden exists in the Philippines is like a storm centre in my mind, making me think of ways to reconcile what I have in Vancouver (a lot) with how I can get back to this place where incredible pleasure is mine for the taking. But no doubt: spending extended time in the Philippines will require giving up things—and people—I hold dear in Vancouver.
Hard for me, also, to readapt to Vancouver pooning realities: e.g. the discrepancy between ad hype and the truth about a girl; the 5- to 10-fold cost as compared to pooning in the Philippines, often for far less time or service; or the relatively cumbersome steps required to connect with a local SP.
I guess that's my main gripe: I've to pick someone from ERSlist; call the phonegirl; find the condo; and then either stay if the girl appeals, or bail if she doesn't. Much more efficient to enter a bar with 20-200 girls and make one's choice, after talking to a few likely-looking prospects.
2. Meeting the global monger community
Interesting to come face to face with literally 1000s of mostly grey-haired pooners from all over the world. I talked to 2 brothers who told me, they were over 80.
The average monger is about 3 times the age of the average bar girl. I guess, retired guys have more time and money to make the long trip to this out-of-the-way archipelago, and probably their value in the eyes of hot babes isn't very high in their home country.
I suspect, many Western guys who go to places like Angeles for the first time never experienced a climate where ephemeral play-for-pay encounters are regarded as the social norm.
Many of these guys probably never enjoyed the intimate company of women nearly as lovely as the Filipinas there. Almost nowhere else can an older guy of moderate means feel he (for whatever reason) still has enormous appeal for amazingly attractive women.
Many fellow mongers, I was sad to notice, sport a rather prominent beer gut. Wondered how tiny Filipinas manage to have sex with some of these guys.
BTW, none of the brothers I talked to from Australia, Europe or the US understood the term "pooner"—they all use "monger" or "punter" instead.
Many monger websites complain about the number of Koreans in the Philippines. I didn't notice Koreans in excessive numbers. In Angeles, there's an area called "Koreatown" where most Korean bars, hotels and other businesses are concentrated. It's far out off Perimeter, and I never went there.
Quite a few girls mentioned, Korean mongers often play too rough. One thing I experienced in a Subic bar was a group of Koreans that plunked down P500 bills, to get the girls to pick up a drink with whipped cream just with their mouths—often getting their faces messed up in the process. Not my fetish, but the girls seemed eager to participate and lay their hands on easy cash.
3. Potential for drama and entanglement
That's the flipside of the passion and affection Filipina SPs convey, more so than perhaps SPs from any other country: they'll easily attach to you like leeches, given half a chance.
Men's interest in sex is generally pretty robust, though their interest in sex with a particular woman is notoriously fickle. Drama is never far away from pooner-bargirl liaisons. But perhaps that's part of what makes such encounters more exciting: it's a form of playing with fire—the fire of human emotions.
Filipina SPs put up a front of sexy frivolity, but their human needs—including the need for drama—are close to the surface. Conversations with Filipina SPs often mean, they'll inundate you with their problems and guilt you into leaving a bigger tip than you planned on.
Tell a bargirl you like her and think she's special, and she'll probably ask for your number. Give her your number, and she may call and text you repeatedly. Answer her calls or messages, and she'll readily put a "but-you-said" guilt trip on you to extract more business.
4. An example of Philippine corruption
Talked to a girl I barfined and learnt, her family home in Bohol was destroyed by Typhoon Haiyan. Parents and siblings are in an emergency shelter.
"I hear the international community is helping the Philippines out," I say. "Aren't your parents getting some compensation so they can rebuild?"
"The money donated for rebuilding is administered by the mayor of our city," the girl says. "He's keeping a list of homeless families. He didn't put my family on the list, but only his own relatives and friends."
5. Living hand-to-mouth
I was getting a pretty good non-sexual massage and chatted with the masseuse. It was early afternoon, and I asked if she had lunch.
"No," she says. "Haven't eaten anything yet today."
"What?" I ask. "Why not? How can you do massage without eating?"
"I don't have any money," she says. "But after I finish with you, I'll go eat."
6. Filipino men in Angeles
Most bargirls spoke contemptuously about Filipino men—because they had been treated badly by them. But there's another reason: most Filipino men are poor.
That's nowhere more glaring than in Angeles. Bargirls make relatively big money. But Filipino men are largely reduced to low-paying jobs: trike and jeepney drivers; ubiquitous security guards; shoe shiners; and pedlars of Viagra, Cialis, sunglasses or various absurd souvenirs.
In Canada it costs about a day's average wage to have sex with an SP. But the cheapest sex I had in the Philippines—for P700—is still 3 to 4 times the average wage that men make there. Of course, there're probably even cheaper Filipino-oriented brothels that I didn't find out about.
In a country where most men are dirt-poor, even pretty women have little chance to exploit their erotic capital, except through sex work with foreigners. Beautiful girls flock to a city like Angeles, where they find themselves with thousands of other beauties.
That's perhaps why a haughty "beauty-queen" attitude is rare among Filipinas: they never really felt the power of their beauty, the way lookers in the West do. Often, when you tell a Filipina SP she's beautiful, she'll strongly and sincerely deny it. Most Filipina beauties show no trace of arrogance.
And that's part of the reason why the Philippines produces some of the greenest pooning pastures in the world.
