Spring escape to Shangri-La... for interested brothers only

[tantalizeme]

Part I: The initial impetus for this trip

Mamasan’s smug words still ring in my ears: “Guys don’t wanna get on a plane.”

When she doubled the price for MMFF foursomes at her micros, I told her some pooners might seek alternatives overseas. https://perb.cc/vbulletin/showthrea...-don-t-wanna-get-on-a-plane-quot-is-that-true

Mamasan wasn`t concerned—implying, pooners wouldn’t venture that far afield. Well, she’s dead wrong about at least one pooner!

Just booked my flight to Angeles, that fabled hobbyists’ mecca, bypassing Manila. Airfare cost me over a grand but hey, I look forward to 2 wks in a no-bullshit environment where trysts are welcomed, passionate and cheap.

Definitely infuses my life with a renewed purpose, to get ready for this spontaneous trip. What prompted me to take action—apart from mamasan’s provocation—was, yet again, brother Thommo’s inspiring example.

Thommo is now 76, on crutches after an accident, and apparently in worse financial shape than me—but he just spent a great week in Angeles! If he can do it, why not any one of us? http://www.whorist.com/forums/showthread.php?71-Find-Thommo-here/page103

 

[Walk Softly]

I've never taken a trip with the primary objective of pooning but it's always on the radar when I'm planning a holiday.

Variety is indeed the spice of life.

 

[tantalizeme]

I've never taken a trip with the primary objective of pooning but it's always on the radar when I'm planning a holiday.

Variety is indeed the spice of life.

Part II. Gripped by travel fever

These past few months, though living physically in Vancouver, I've often found myself dreaming of my next overseas escape. I found myself fascinated by monger boards and expat blogs—like this one: http://lifebeyondthesea.com/

The time for me to “live the dream”—to indulge my love for combining adventure travel with this hobby—is clearly now, while I still have enough health and vitality. So a short while ago I just booked the cheapest flight to Angeles I could find (with one inconvenient stopover).

Seems like there’s a myriad things to be done before taking off:

1. Finalize packing: On past trips I sure learnt the importance of traveling light. So I’ll only take a backpack I can carry onto the plane. Also just blew a few hundred bucks on travel clothing from Tilley’s the other day. Not cheap, but amazingly light-weight, durable and easily washed and dried, with lots of safe pockets.

2. Optimize health: Went to a travel clinic to pick up Dukoral oral vaccine, which helps protect against diarrhea. Also got travel health insurance (only $45.90 for 2 wks). Will get one more vitamin shot today, to boost my immune system. And I'll pack multivitamins, probiotics to help digestion, antibiotics, antifungal cream, and sleeping pills.

3. Reserve hotel: Tons of hotels available in Angeles, but…there’s that jewel of a hotel, with quiet cozy rooms and a nice swimming pool, in my preferred location, at a good price. Sure enough, they answer my e-mail promptly and politely, and promise me their promo rate.

4. All-important—line up the necessary cash! Got $1000 US dollars on me. Transferred money into my account at a second bank, so I can use two different debit cards. Still got a few thousand pesos on hand from my last trip. Plus, of course, I’ll take my credit card, though hopefully won’t need it. I won’t splurge, except for reasonably generous tips for deserving girls.

5. Take essential pooner utensils: This means, lots of condoms & lube; Cialis; vibrator; a butt plug, in case of Greek possibilities; and possibly a small whip, if a lady seems willing to spice things up a bit.

I’ll definitely bring my i-pad. But I won’t bother taking a cellphone this time. Don’t like to be called or texted by bargirls anyway; easily leads to messy entanglements.

My goal on this trip is clear: to pump up my zest for living, skipping merrily from romp to romp, like a flat stone bouncing over the water's surface before it sinks. As my hero Thommo likes to say, “DO IT NOW—NOT WHEN YOU’RE DEAD.”

 

[vancity_cowboy]

Part II. Gripped by travel fever

These past few months, though living physically in Vancouver, I've often found myself dreaming of my next overseas escape. I found myself fascinated by monger boards and expat blogs—like this one: http://lifebeyondthesea.com/

The time for me to “live the dream”—to indulge my love for combining adventure travel with this hobby—is clearly now, while I still have enough health and vitality. So a short while ago I just booked the cheapest flight to Angeles I could find (with one inconvenient stopover).

Seems like there’s a myriad things to be done before taking off:

1. Finalize packing: On past trips I sure learnt the importance of traveling light. So I’ll only take a backpack I can carry onto the plane. Also just blew a few hundred bucks on travel clothing from Tilley’s the other day. Not cheap, but amazingly light-weight, durable and easily washed and dried, with lots of safe pockets.

2. Optimize health: Went to a travel clinic to pick up Dukoral oral vaccine, which helps protect against diarrhea. Also got travel health insurance (only $45.90 for 2 wks). Will get one more vitamin shot today, to boost my immune system. And I'll pack multivitamins, probiotics to help digestion, antibiotics, antifungal cream, and sleeping pills.

3. Reserve hotel: Tons of hotels available in Angeles, but…there’s that jewel of a hotel, with quiet cozy rooms and a nice swimming pool, in my preferred location, at a good price. Sure enough, they answer my e-mail promptly and politely, and promise me their promo rate.

4. All-important—line up the necessary cash! Got $1000 US dollars on me. Transferred money into my account at a second bank, so I can use two different debit cards. Still got a few thousand pesos on hand from my last trip. Plus, of course, I’ll take my credit card, though hopefully won’t need it. I won’t splurge, except for reasonably generous tips for deserving girls.

5. Take essential pooner utensils: This means, lots of condoms & lube; Cialis; vibrator; a butt plug, in case of Greek possibilities; and possibly a small whip, if a lady seems willing to spice things up a bit.

I’ll definitely bring my i-pad. But I won’t bother taking a cellphone this time. Don’t like to be called or texted by bargirls anyway; easily leads to messy entanglements.

My goal on this trip is clear: to pump up my zest for living, skipping merrily from romp to romp, like a flat stone bouncing over the water's surface before it sinks. As my hero Thommo likes to say, “DO IT NOW—NOT WHEN YOU’RE DEAD.”

obviously a well thought out list based on your previous experiences

you'll find the investment at tilley's will pay off in spades! that tropical weight clothing is amazing in it's ability to dry quickly and without wrinkles - even in humid conditions

pack a few plastic (so as not to set off airport metal detectors) clothes hangers so you can hang the wet clothes to dry off the pipe just behind the shower head. sometimes the hotel only provides metal hangers that can impart rust stains to your clothes, or they provide those theft proof hangers with no hook which are useless for hanging clothes in the shower stall

i only take a darker coloured set of clothes for working in, and a lighter coloured set for the evenings. i hand wash the work set when i get back from work and leave them to dry. they'll be dry and ready for the next day's work when i get back from my evening activities, and i hand wash the evening set before i go to sleep or in the morning before i leave for the day, and they'll be dry and waiting for me when i get back from work that afternoon

i usually take along a lightweight travel insect net that can be hung from a small screw hook that you install in the ceiling of the room as i often end up having to stay in some pretty 'rustic' accomodations. also if there is any risk of thieves (or pimps) breaking in while you sleep (as i notice you mention sleeping pills so you might not be able to wake up in fight mode), i bring along a small plastic or rubber door stop which is just basically just a wedge that you slip under the door before you go to sleep (or whatever )

 

[tantalizeme]

Thanks for encouragement

Appreciate the encouragement of fellow board members who posted in this thread.

Thanks especially to vancity cowboy for interesting suggestions. Brother, you sure sound like a seasoned traveler! Perhaps we can get a trip report out of you sometime?

Also appreciate PeaceGuy’s commitment—which I fully share—to behaving ethically in this hobby. There's obviously a world of difference between the public's negative stereotype of a sex tourist and the behaviour of a responsible traveling hobbyist.

I always like to keep a travel diary, as a way to deal constructively with thoughts and feelings that flood in on me during a trip. If there’s interest, I might share relevant parts of it in this thread.

Would be most gratifying if I could trigger the courage of at least one brother who’s currently sitting on the fence about overseas pooning.

 

[tantalizeme]

Part III: Before heading to the airport

Told just a few trusted friends where I’m going. Most people who know me—but don't really know me deeply—would think I’ve gone completely wacko: flying overseas to chase pussy!

For me, it's the capacity to enjoy sex that gives life most of its value—but people who don’t feel this way rarely sympathize. The idea of “pooning therapy” is alien and meaningless to them, as meaningless as many of their life priorities (e.g. raising kids, worshipping God) are to me.

My goal on this trip isn’t just to let off steam and live out pent-up urges. I also hope to get a clearer sense of whether retirement in erotic paradise is an option. Though I'm not ready to pull up stakes in Vancouver yet, I'll try to live "with one foot in both worlds," spending part of each year in Canada and part overseas.

 

[tantalizeme]

Part IV: A dozen reminders

There’s always the worry, when returning to a vacation spot where you’ve had a great time before: can the place live up to expectations?

Will I be able to recapture the magic I felt during my 1st visit to Angeles? There's no guarantee—but with a bit of luck, if I bring the right attitude, my chances are good. To meet luck halfway, here are a few reminders to myself, rules about what to do and what to avoid:

1. This trip is about asserting my freedom. Let nothing hold me back from enjoying myself. I will not let guilt or regret poison my mood.

2. No drunken trysts! Stay away from booze (and from coffee—too easily upsets my digestion).

3. Systematically visit all Perimeter bars and pubs. Order a mango juice in each establishment. Remember, even in "no-barfine" places almost every girl is available for a tryst after or before her shift, if she likes me.

4. If possible, get to know the mamasan at each place, cultivate her goodwill with a lady drink, and let her know what girl I'd prefer (tallish, highschool grad, smoker, 3-holer etc.) If she matches me up with a girl that proves to be dynamite, reward her with a tip on my next visit.

5. Get a 2-hr massage each day, especially at that new Thai place. Have a manicure/pedicure/facial upon arrival. Swim at least 3 times daily. Go for strolls and explore other parts of Angeles, not just the Balibago area. Take time reading and writing. And make sure I get 8 hrs of sleep—so do overnighters sparingly.

6. Pace myself, so I can appreciate each encounter. Be super-smiley as I enter a bar, jovial and chatty. Ask the girls about their hometown and families—they love to talk about this.

7. Remember, hot lookers can be boring in bed. Barfine only girls with whom I can connect through a friendly chat first. And always ask a girl if she’s on her period before barfining her!

8. Turn down every request for money that’s not directly related to service. But be generous with deserved tips, and offer each girl a Toblerone chocolate bar as well.

9. Absolutely no BBFS! Go easy on BBBJs and keep them short. Remember, a ripped foreskin is a total buzz killer.

10. Once the session heats up enough, always ask about Greek—but cheerfully accept a “no.” Also ask to take photos every time, ideally nude action photos, but smilingly accept the girl’s wishes.

11. Avoid any drama, which means: don’t see the same girl more than twice. Expectations quickly creep in that constrict freedom and cause conflict. If I do a repeat, see if I can arrange for the girl to come to my hotel before work (for a generous tip, as we're saving half the barfine).

12. Expect obstacles, setbacks, inefficiency, delays. If something doesn’t go as hoped, sit back, relax, and think. Control my temper at all times. Never make anyone lose face. Be willing to change plans. But don’t put up with any nonsense from a girl—just move on. Make my good mood as outcome-independent as possible.

 

[Sonny]

3. Reserve hotel: Tons of hotels available in Angeles, but…there’s that jewel of a hotel, with quiet cozy rooms and a nice swimming pool, in my preferred location, at a good price. ... their promo rate.

You'll have a great time. Please share the name of "that jewel of a hotel" in Angeles.

 

[google_123]

Although I don't find girls of that country that particularly attractive, there are definitely some outliers.
& Love reading your journeys tant, always enjoyable.

 

[yazoo]

Tantalizeme,
Good to here that you are going back for another visit. I hope to get away later this year, although the dates aren't firm yet.

You have a great list and are setting yourself up for a fine vacation.
I'd like to add a couple of items to your list that I found successful.

1. Canadian T-Shirts. Cool ones, not from the bargain bin. I found some at the airport on the way out and gave them to girls I liked. I had a hunch that they would go down well, but was very surprised at just how appreciated they were. They ended up buying me far more appreciation than their dollar value.

1.b If you have a an old (but not too old) laptop, or can buy one on ebay, that makes a fine gift. Especially if she's a MILF with a kid at home. Not only are you greatly enhancing your GFE, but you know that you are helping some kid's education.

2. US 2 dollar bills. This is more a Thailand / Vietnam thing, but if you ever find yourself in a Macau sauna which is populated with Viet's the two dollar bills are a great tip. Although available over the counter at a US bank, they are rare in Asia, and are seen as lucky. My fav girl in Macau - on her last day of work - I gave her twenty two dollar bills to give as a goodbye to the entire shift. She melted. I got one back as origami tightly folded into a heart. So sweet! I haven't tried it in Phils, but it can't hurt.

And of course a Costco sized box of condoms and the self-control to use them.

I didn't hit Angeles last time - so it is definitely on my agenda, but also hope to go to some places with spectacular scenery - El Nido on Palawan island for example.

I was reading on a travel blog about the beautiful El Nido that some outraged tourist walked into Asylum karaoke bar and was aghast to find that the 'place was full of prostitutes'. :clap2: :clap2: :clap2: Thanks for the tip, sweetheart! There's nectar everywhere.

 

[tantalizeme]

Got an overnight layover at HK airport, before my connecting flight to Angeles.

A good opportunity to say thanks to esteemed brothers Hatrick, Sonny, google 123 and yazoo--your good wishes are wind beneath my wings!

Hope it's true, as yazoo said, that "the best is yet to come." But I know I must do my part to make it happen. That's what this trip is all about.

Had my most comfortable flight to Asia ever. The two seats beside me were empty, so I could lie down. My cute stewardess looked surprised when I asked for apple juice with my meal. "Is that all?" she wondered. "No beer or wine?"

Ah well--booze isn't compatible with my vacation plans. Amazingly, I feel no anxiety this time around, just relaxed and exuberant anticipation.
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Shortly before leaving Vancouver, I hit upon the idea to PM two famous Angeles personalities: Harry the Horse, who authors a monthly newsletter about Angeles (www.harrythehorse.asia ); and Martin 'Mjibbo' who posted his amazing "Memoir of a Philippine Mongerer" on www.asianescapades.com.

Both luminaries kindly sent me a reply with contact info. Harry runs the Blue Boar Inn, and Martin manages a bar called "Shipwrecked." Sure hope to meet these fine fellows in person.

 

[tantalizeme]

Looking at the poll I can't help being impressed by the proportion of brothers who voted for the "Would if I could" option.

I suspect what's holding lots of guys back from overseas pooning is fear of conflict with their wife or GF, and the potential emotional, familial or financial fallout. But many guys could probably negotiate permission for a solo vacation (no questions asked) if they really put their foot down.

Women are evolutionarily primed to demand from a male partner what they can get--but, ironically, they often respect and desire him more if he refuses to be pussywhipped, shows some manly backbone and asserts a right to freedom.

 

[Fin]

Looking at the poll I can't help being impressed by the proportion of brothers who voted for the "Would if I could" option.

I suspect what's holding lots of guys back from overseas pooning is fear of conflict with their wife or GF, and the potential emotional, familial or financial fallout. But many guys could probably negotiate permission for a solo vacation (no questions asked) if they really put their foot down.

It was my only choice in your selections of answers to your poll . No GF or wife here to worry about , and I haven't ever made an explicit trip/holidays for just pooning although I have been on holidays before where I have visited SP's before .So I believe maybe your one answer might be off a bit . Have a great and safe trip tantalizeme :thumb:

 

[Fin]

You mean he's not speaking for the masses? Don't wound his ego so. It's fragile and recently took a blow from a mamasan, he's in an extra fragile state. God forbid you shake it with more of a reality check!
How very dare you.
We all await his blog entries with baited breath, let's hope this doesn't deter him.

I guess that means he's already on the plane heading there ?? Not to step on any toes just wanted to make sure he might put some more thought when he pulls out his poll LMAO or I means starts a forum poll

 

[Tugela]

Looking at the poll I can't help being impressed by the proportion of brothers who voted for the "Would if I could" option.

I suspect what's holding lots of guys back from overseas pooning is fear of conflict with their wife or GF, and the potential emotional, familial or financial fallout. But many guys could probably negotiate permission for a solo vacation (no questions asked) if they really put their foot down.

Women are evolutionarily primed to demand from a male partner what they can get--but, ironically, they often respect and desire him more if he refuses to be pussywhipped, shows some manly backbone and asserts a right to freedom.

No doubt they could, because they would no longer have their wife/GF if they tried that. What if she went of on a solo vacation with the express purpose of banging as many men as she could? Probably most of your ardent supporters would kick her ass out the door immediately if she tried that, yet somehow you seem to think that women would accept it from them. You are delusional.

A relationship is a partnership, it is not something where the primary purpose is for someone else to satisfy your needs only. Both parties have to address each others needs, as soon as it becomes all about satisfying one or the others needs only, it is no longer a relationship.

But I think that you are not capable of understanding that.

 

[Tarzen]

he's gone already... i thought he was polling to get others to join him on the plane to do the indiana jones crusade.

let us know of your crusade when you come back. i will read it for sure.

 

[yazoo]

No doubt they could, because they would no longer have their wife/GF if they tried that. What if she went of on a solo vacation with the express purpose of banging as many men as she could? Probably most of your ardent supporters would kick her ass out the door immediately if she tried that, yet somehow you seem to think that women would accept it from them. You are delusional.

A relationship is a partnership, it is not something where the primary purpose is for someone else to satisfy your needs only. Both parties have to address each others needs, as soon as it becomes all about satisfying one or the others needs only, it is no longer a relationship.

But I think that you are not capable of understanding that.

I understand your comments in the context of what you were replying to - but it's not absolute. I think many of us would have had our asses handed to us years ago if all partners required monogamy. So if we exercise the freedom we have been granted, it's not narcissism.

 

[tantalizeme]

We all await his blog entries with bated breath, let's hope this doesn't deter him.

First day back in Angeles

Spend my night at the HK airport in the Plaza Premium Lounge. My flight to Angeles boards at 7.30 AM. There's a huge crowd of Filipino people lining up at the gate, with a sprinkling of mostly male Westerners.

Can't be bothered to stand in line, so board at the end. When I get to my reserved window seat, I find a Filipino sitting there. He insists that's his seat until I call a flight attendent to set him straight. The loss of face I caused him probably makes him hate me, but can't be helped: I want to feast my eyes on the breathtaking vistas as we take off from Hongkong and then land on Luzon Island 100 km north of Manila.

It's a gloriously sunny day in Angeles. Checking through immigration at Clark Airport, NW of the Balibago entertainment district, is a lot speedier than in Manila. I stride right past the taxi touts and locate the much cheaper shuttle bus. It's really a brand-new jeepney.

The driver drops me off near my hotel. The lovely receptionist named Joanne is still here, and I pay P8330 for a week's stay. The hotel's restaurant is regrettably closed, and the decorative colored lights are gone. But the pool and the room are perfect as before.

After unpacking I swim 20 laps, then go shopping. On the way out I exhange hellos with Wilma, the housekeeper. She tells me, only 7 rooms are occupied.

Walk to 7/11 and buy water, sundry refreshments and 3 Toblerone. Next I go for a 4-hands massage at the Tomobo Hotel's massage spa, nicely delivered by Christie and Aling. Christie will take next month off to deliver her 7th baby, then come back to work.

Feeling relaxed, I next stop in at a wine store that also sells Western food. I buy a bottle of red wine (in case a girl wants to imbibe) and Swiss salami, Australian camembert and fresh French bread. Make myself a delish sandwhich in my room and wash it down with coconut juice.

*Feel *euphoric *about being back in pooners' paradise. But jetlag is hitting me pretty *hard. Go*for *another dip in the pool and then snooze for an hour before walking toward the epicenter of action: Fields avenue.

*Buy mango lassi at the internet cafe beside Eurasia Hotel.*Next I pick up my Asian Escapades membership card at the travel agency across from Insomnia bar.*

I head down Raymond and over to Santos. Most blow-row bars are open, but there don't seem to be as many girls as before.*

I visit Shipwrecked bar, managed by Martin who wrote "Memoirs of a Philippine monger" and many *other brilliant posts on the AE website. I'm told he won't be in before 11 pm.

Follow Walking Street*all the way to the E end of Fields. An incredible jumble of bars, discos, restaurants and massage places. The newly paved pedestrians-only street is packed with nubile super-hotties.

Turn S on McArthur and buy mouthwash and shampoo at *a drugstore. Then I pick up a grilled chicken (lechon manok) from *the street vendor nearby, for P160.

Stroll back to my hotel, stopping in at the Lewis Grand Hotel, to use the instant teller. My Canadian debit card works like a charm.

I*devour half the chicken in my room before planning my plunge into the Angeles barlife, and hopefully a brown sweet-tempered beauty's honeypot.

 

[tantalizeme]

Day 1 in Angeles, continued: Poon with Maya, Bar Rio

Take another shower because the pool is full of noisy kids. Won't let such trifles bother me. I put on fresh clothing--my 4th change today-- because the stuff I wore earlier is drenched in sweat. The temperature is over 30 degrees.

I saunter past Bar Rio in my neighborhood when I'm struck by the delicate, appealing features of the door girl who invites me in. We sit together and chat.

Maya is 26, from Manila, has a 6-yr-old daughter and claims to have done bar work for only 1 month. She has a stunner's trim figure, a cute little mole between her eyes, and a certain melancholy sweetness.

*I like the fact that she doesn't pressure me to buy her a lady drink, but I eventually do, when she busies herself getting my meatsnake rigid. There're certainly younger and far more voluptious girls in this bar. Some even smoke--which Maya doesn't. But we seem to have a connection.

I quickly confirm, Maya isn't on her period. She even pulls her panties down right there in the bar, and lets me see and feel up her kitty so I can make sure.

I talk to mamasan Benny. She's delighted I want to barfine Maya: it's P1300 short-time (which is 3 hrs). I learn, mamasan Benny had a recent operation for breast cancer.

Maya and I walk about 3 min to my hotel. She seems a little shy, like a genuine rookie nookie provider. I help her out of her bras and panties. Her titties are small as expected, but her nipples are big.

We scrub each other in the shower, then stretch out side by side kissing and touching each other's genitals. I teach her the optimal squeeze to get Junior hard.*

When I suggest a BBBJ, she happily kneels between my spread legs and starts sucking. She's playful in her BJ moves, maintains eye contact and *looks lovely with her wet wavy black hair cascading down her face and shoulders.

I try to reciprocate by making a credible effort at DATY. Wanting to sheathe my vibrator, I ask if she brought any condoms. Predictably, the answer is no,*But I had enough foresight, this afternoon, to buy a 3-pack of the cheapest Filipino-style condoms for P30.

The vibrator seems to jolt Maya's lustful feelings alive. I digit her a bit, then slip on a condom and insert myself ever so slowly while she keeps applying the vibro. Lovely sensation, wedging this cutie's pussy walls apart.*

We do CG variations while I explore Maya's pearly gate with a finger. She's so nimble and energetic that I almost pop. A condom change, and we switch to prolonged, enjoyable doggie. She eagerly uses the vibro while I pummel away. Would love to nail her pooper, but she says she's not ready for that.

We do a few more positions, including reverse piledriver, before I have an exhilarating release in her-legs-over-my-shoulders mish.
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Maya has been wonderfully cooperative, and we talk, cuddle and kiss for another hour. I learn a lot about the challenges of her life. I get permission to take half a dozen nude photos. She thanks me warmly for my P500 tip.*

We shower together again, and then I walk her back to Bar Rio. I'm off to a good start in Angeles this time around. I want to be consciously appreciative for the blessings that fall into my lap here.

 

[tantalizeme]

Thank you, Miss Melody, for what I take to be sincere interest in my cross-cultural explorations.

The term "Philippino-style" was actually used by a bargirl on my previous visit, when I inquired about use and cost of condoms in the Philippines. She used it to refer to condoms most Western men would find too restrictive in size.

Just to clarify, I brought my own high-quality condoms along and bought the Filipino ones only to wrap my vibrator, which I also wash after each use. You'll agree that my tendency to be frugal is hugely unlikely to have any adverse effect in this case.

But please, feel free to keep holding me to high moral standards on this trip.