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During this time frame, my job and travel plans are pretty much gone.

Thus, after checking with Ruben, I decided to start this thread.

It's easy, just post a pic or two (your own pic/s please) and let the guessing and stories begin!

I will start:

The chica in the pic almost cost me my damn life. She is my favorite dancer in the world. Love the country...but a bit too crazy there at this point.

 

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3 hours ago, tomjackin said:

During this time frame, my job and travel plans are pretty much gone.

Thus, after checking with Ruben, I decided to start this thread.

It's easy, just post a pic or two (your own pic/s please) and let the guessing and stories begin!

I will start:

The chica in the pic almost cost me my damn life. She is my favorite dancer in the world. Love the country...but a bit too crazy there at this point.

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5 minutes ago, Moose said:

El Salvador? 

 

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11 hours ago, tomjackin said:

During this time frame, my job and travel plans are pretty much gone.

Thus, after checking with Ruben, I decided to start this thread.

It's easy, just post a pic or two (your own pic/s please) and let the guessing and stories begin!

I will start:

The chica in the pic almost cost me my damn life. She is my favorite dancer in the world. Love the country...but a bit too crazy there at this point.

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Honduras.

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I think someone already hit the target........but I'll venture to say,,,,,,,,,,,Ecuador.............as a second choice......I say the country of  Pahrump...........:dancin_banana: 

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12 hours ago, Moose said:

El Salvador? 

It's a BINGO!  Was it the forth picture with all the pupusas?

It was my second trip to San Salvador. Here is the TR:

 

San Salvador - Logistics & Part 1

 

I flew United out of San Diego with short lay-overs in Houston. The flight was $600 and change. United upgraded me to business class on two different flights, which was great.

 

Currency: The official currency is the good old US Dollar.

 

Tourist/Visa fee: $10 and payable on entry.

 

Hotel:

I stayed at the Novo Apart-Hotel again. I booked through their Web site. Four nights in a suite with a small kitchen was $320.00. The hotel managed airport pick-up for $30. Room had up and running Wi-Fi, big flat screen TV, and was quite comfortable. Room also came with free breakfast buffet, which stopped at 10:00. I'm usually not a breakfast guy, but it was a local fare and was very tasty. Hotel had a pool and bar. Bar was open until 11:00, but closed on Sunday. Hotel staff was outstanding!

 

Taxis or drivers were always available in front of the hotel. If I wanted to use them long term, such as to drive me around to check out different places, which I did on a few occasions, the price was usually $10 per hour. Which was good, considering gas prices started at $3.96 per gallon. I met a new driver this trip, Alex with yellow cab. I stored his number in my phone and whenever I called him, he arrived within 5-7 minutes. This also included a 5:30 in the morning call. PM me if you want his number.

 

Cell Phone:

The cell phone was my best friend. Cloudalex was kind enough to drop off a sim card at the hotel the a few days before. It is great to have a friend like Alex, we would party on Saturday for sure.

 

First Night (Thursday): I got settled in the hotel by 10:30 in the evening, but there was no time for resting; could do that when I return home. I wanted to play with the sisters! It was off to Kairos!

 

Kairos:

No cover on Thursday. Friday and Saturday, cover was $4 which included a free pat-down and a beer. That seemed to be the norm at all the places I visited, the cover included a free pat-down and a beer/drink. In most places, it was only one of their cheap ass beers, and dammit, I don't drink beer. I had to pay a buck extra for a screwdriver; no biggie. There were a butt load of women in the place and some were quite stunning. The meseros/mesera were outstanding. There are rooms above the club, but I never made it up there.

 

No time to waste, I came for the sisters, and especially Kimberly. I called Kim a few days before and told her I was in route. I had a mesero find her and she came over and planted a bunch of kisses on me; I was indeed quite happy. It wasn't that much longer when her sister, Andrea, spotted me and planted a bunch of kisses on me; hell, I got even happier! We grabbed a couch and the only time they left me was to dance or pee. Andrea was wearing a necklace that had a cross hanging off the end of the chain. She took it off, put it around my neck, and said, "protección." I thought nothing of it at the time.

 

Well after the place was closed we were still partying. At one point, the girls wanted to dance for me while I was sitting next to the stage. Then Andrea asked me if I had a camera. Me with a camera? Does a one-legged duck swim in circles? I did not know how to say that in Spanish, but she got the message when I was smiling from ear to ear. We started the photo shoot! On stage and off stage, I was taking some nice shots.

 

I wasn't long before Andrea was drunk and she did the same thing that she did our last night in May. She started getting upset because I was playing with Kim more, and her just a tad less. The drama proceeded for a good 30 minutes! I tried to calm her down, just like I did the time before, but I failed badly once again. I guess counseling drunk chicas is not my strong point. I wish I could take a course in that, you know, Counseling Drunk Chicas 101.

 

Kim indicated that she wanted me to come her house, because she had a problem going back to my hotel, so I figured what the hell; let's go! But she did not want us to be seen leaving together, so she told me to meet her in the pool table bar that was upstairs and faced the street. Sure, I'm game. Before I headed up to the bar, I reminded her how she left my dumb ass in the street the last time we were together. She said this time would be different, as well as telling me that pigs could fly!

I headed up to the bar and it seemed like a decent place, and the operator/bartender was a really nice dude. We chatted while I waited and in a bit later, lo and behold, the sisters walked in! I kissed my cross! I was now a true believer. She wanted to wait for her club to clear out because she did not want to be seen leaving together; AGAIN! So we partied up there for about an hour and more pictures were taken.

The Stalker:

While we were enjoying ourselves on the couch in Kairos, these two dudes sitting at the stage kept looking our way. I thought it was because Kim was buck naked and sitting on my face while Andrea was dry humping my crotch; damn, I love the sisters! And every now and then, the dudes would come to the back of the couch and try to get Kim's attention, but she just blew them off. Even when the place was closed, they still hung out. They seemed to enjoy the photo shoot as well.

 

I asked Kim about the dudes and she told me that only one of them follow her around. They left after the photo shoot. The sisters and I were in the upstairs bar and I went a take a leak, and when I returned, the Stalker was sitting in the chair that Kim had her belongings in. This made me a tad nervous, but I had the cross; protección! Kim talked to the bartender and he quickly removed the dude. We stayed for about another 30 minutes, and when we stepped out on the stairs, the Stalker was sitting on his motorcycle and looking up at us. Jesus tap dancing Christ! The bartender went down to have a word with him, and he finally left. 

 

Let the adventure begin!

I get in the cab first, and the cabbie saw me and his $GRINGO$ eyes lit up. Kim or the bartender would not play his game, and they settled on $12. I had no idea where in the hell we were going, but he was driving for forever and two days! With the gas prices at $3.96 a gallon, I'm sure we used up more than $12 bucks in gas. Kim had passed out on my chest, and I was wondering if we were headed to Guatemala, but I had the cross; protección! We stopped after about an hour and I start looking for landmarks and so forth. He head into what seems like a huge gated community and now I'm counting how many blocks we went past the main gate.

 

We arrive at her house and there are steel doors to go though and the place was pretty secure. I walked around to look for other exits; just in case. It was a two bedroom, but no one else was in the place. She has two kids, but they live with her mother; might have something to do with her occupation. We crashed hard, but only for about 4 hours. When she woke up, she walked over and took a huge shot of vodka; I wanted to marry her on the spot! We hung out and played for a few hours before we realized just how hungry we were. In the refrigerator; not a fucking thing! So it was off to a restaurant. We took a three-wheeled bastard of a taxi to the main road, then waited patiently for a bus. Finally we reached the restaurant. On the way in, I said hello to the guy with the shotgun at the front of the restaurant; which is typical throughout the area.

 

The restaurant was called El Ja Bali. It had a big outdoor area setup with tables and hammocks. The weather was good, so we sat outside. The food and service were excellent. Every time I ordered a drink in El Salvador, the server would ask if I wanted a double; gotta love that! During the meal, I asked her where the father of her children was, and she told me that he was killed in a motorcycle accident 4 years ago; for whatever reason, I believed her.

 

I had a mix up with the phone sim card and had to call the hotel, and my US phone refused. And her phone was out of minutes; go figure. So I asked one of the restaurant staff members if I could use their phone and the manager came to my aid. I used his phone and talked to the hotel for about 10 minutes while they searched for the card. When I was done, I wanted to give him a few bucks, and he refused to take it. I insisted, and he took it. Kim gave me a hard time for tipping, as she did the night before. I told her enough already and I had a good mind to walk over and give the guy with a shotgun a propina if she said another word. El Salvador is not much of a tipping country.

The restaurant manager called us a cab and negotiated a price for us as well. I would be $20 bucks to drop her off at her place and to take me back to my hotel; during rush hour! We dropped her off, and little did I know, he had no idea where the hotel was located. He was trying to find the hotel, and keep giving yelling formal commands to other taxi drivers to show him where the hotel was. One cab did, and we starting following him and after about 30 minutes, I decided it was stupid following another cab, paid my driver, and jumped in the other cab. It took 2.5 hours to get to the hotel from Kim's place; fuck!

San Salvador - Part 2/Final

Volverta:

I got back from Kim's place and only had four hours sleep the previous day, but the hell with it, I was ready to head out! There were no cabs at the hotel, so the hotel called me one. That is when I met Alex the cab driver; great guy and driver. I wanted to head to Volverta to see if the pupusa girl was still working there so I could set her up for Sunday, because most of the town closes down on Sunday. Her phone was not working. No pupusa girl in sight. I was at the bar, and all the girls were presented, like many of the places. But I was interested in one for sure, but did not grab her during the presentation.

 

I told them all to relax and drank at the bar. Three to four girls came over, but I was not interested. The one I wanted was sitting on the couch and smiling at me the entire time. I joined her on the couch and we started doing shots; something new to me! This non-ass drunk skinny blonde came over and wanted to do a three-some; sorry baby, no ass, no play! Then she kept bugging me for a shot; I gave in and bought her one. I decided to take my girl for an hour, $42 bucks. When we went to the room, there were three girls passed out on the bed; they moved quickly. One was the girls was the non-ass drunk skinny blonde.

My girl went to wash up and I heard some girl in the bathroom puking her guts out; it turned out to be the non-ass drunk skinny blonde. I looked at her and asked, "Do you want another shot?" My girl came in the room, drunk, but still put a hurting on my old dumb ass. Her nipples about put my right eye out and when I asked her what happened to the condom, she said, "No importa para mi." Oh, okay, carry on sweetie! Thank God I was wearing my cross, you know, for protectión!

Back to Kairos:

I already missed the sisters. I walked in and Kimberly was on stage dancing her beautiful ass off! She is one of the most sensual women that I have ever been around my entire life; I was hooked. The place was packed with hombres. There was one spot available to stand at the stage, and I assumed the position. Kim saw me and come over and planted a big wet kiss on me, then she grabbed onto some ceiling bars, jumped up, and planted her pussy into my face; the crowd seemed to enjoy the action.

When Kim finished her set, she came directly to me next to the stage. She was hot and sweaty and I did the same thing that I did in May, took off my shirt and patted her down with it, and she used the shirt on her crotch and ass and the locals cheered; a fun moment indeed. It wasn't long before Andrea joined us, and we partied until after closing, and then some. I also had the pleasure of meeting Mfins (ISG) that night, another party animal for sure!

Kim wanted me to come back to her place, but I did not want to go through the logistic nightmare again. I wanted her to come to my hotel, but she did not want to do that. I was completely worn out by 5 in the morning, so I said fuck it, I'm out of here. That pissed her off, but I am old and do need some rest, so I left without her anyway. The good news was, Andrea's birthday was Sunday, and I planned on taking them to the beach early Sunday morning! So we had that going for all of us; little did I know.

Saturday:

The U-Turn King Alex picked me up in the late afternoon and took me to a great restaurant called La Posada. The soup and papusas were excellent. To be fair, Alex only made three u-turns the entire time, and one was a designed u-turn.

Pandora:

This is a newer place and it had a nice feel to it. There were about 10 girls during the presentation, a couple of hotties, a couple of cuties, and the rest were chunky. I waited a tad too long after the presentation and the two hotties got scooped up quickly. We hung out for about 30 minutes.

Zou's Spa:

This place is very well kept and always seem to have a good share of hotties. There were about 10 girls during the presentation, a few hotties, a few cuties, and the rest were okay. I waited too late again to make my suggestion because I wanted an hour, but the place was only open for 30 more minutes. Hell, it takes me 10 minutes to take off my clothes and another 10 to put them back on again, I can't do much of anything in 30 minutes! The club compromised and said I could have 45 minutes. Deal! After I paid, the girl came back and told Alex there was a change in plans, I could only have 30 minutes. I said fuck that, give me my money back! We left shortly thereafter.

Mansion 316:

This place was a first for me and Alex. It was also the first time I showed Alex how to get to a place. As soon as I walked in, I liked the place. Both of us were pleasantly surprised. The presentation was different as well. Some dude with a microphone helped introduce the girls. I chose the dude with the microphone. The girls got a laugh out of it, but he did not seemed amused whatsoever. I wasn't waiting this time, I grabbed a girl and so did Alex. We bought drinks and enjoyed their company. We were both touching each other's girl; I call that sharing! For an hour, it was 42 bucks. I stayed with her for the entire hour and she had no problem with my taking photos. When we left the room, I was surprised to find Alex with the same girl; she was really a cutie! It was off to dinner and to an ATM; I had plans to take the sisters to the beach after they got off work so I needed more cash for sure.

A Night to Always Remember!

Alex and I walked in Kairos at around 11:30 and things did not feel right. First off, Andrea, the birthday girl and sister, was not working. Second, Kimberly was consumed by some local dude, and they were with another girl that worked there. No worries, I can wait him out, so I thought. Mfins was there partying as usual, come over and invited Alex and I to join his table; so we did. Thanks for the shots! Every now and then, Kim would break away, stop by for a kiss, but always returned to the local dude.

Well, I was getting bored. Alex and I watched this hot spinner on stage and when she came off the stage, she walked past us to go behind the bar to freshen up. I told Alex that I was going to call her over for a drink. The spinner and I smiled at each other and I motioned for her to come over for a drink. On her way over, she had to walk past Alex to reach me, and that sneaky fucker Alex snatched her up before she got to me! Which I thought was funny.

The spinner is now dry humping Alex and then she tells him that she has a twin that happens to be sitting alone. Alone? Go get her dammit! Sure as shit, identical 21 year old twins! We really liked the twins, they were full of energy and loved to kiss. I was no longer bored! At one point, Kim came by and told me not to be with a chica, and then headed to the bar to get 3 more beers. I put my twin down, went to the bar, and gave her holy hell; she apologized. The twins stayed with us until the club closed. Alex made arrangements for us to meet the twins at a gas station later.

Alex and I were off to meet the twins. I was about out the door when Kimberly came over and stopped me. I told her it was late and I was tired; goodbye. She started tearing up. At that point the dude she was with all evening came over, shook my hand, and we had this conversation:

Dude: Spanish or English?

Me: English would help.

Dude: I'm her husband.

Me: I thought you were dead!

Dude: No, very alive.

Me: I'm sorry man, I had no idea she was married. She told me you died in an accident 4 years ago. If I knew she was married, I would not party with her; seriously!

Dude: It's OK, I travel a lot. She really likes you. She told me that you are good to her. Please don't leave; take her to the beach liked you planned. My girlfriend will keep me company.

Me: Let me think about this, please. Thank you for talking to me. It was nice to meet you.

Dude: Mucho gusto.

As Alex and I left, I was a bit confused as to what just happened. But confusing me is not that difficult these days. We headed to the gas station and waited for the twins. It seemed like a long time went by while waiting, but maybe not. I asked Alex to take me back to Kairos and he told me, "I don't think that is a good idea." But I had my cross and protection, so why not? Alex when you read this, I'm telling you that you were 100% right that night! I blame the tequila and the passionate Kimberly!

We headed back to Kairos and I went inside to grab Kim, no sign of the husband. I grabbed Kim and her bags and headed to Alex's VW. I put her bags in the front seat of the VW. She saw her husband in the upstairs pool table bar, and went up to say goodbye. Alex was in the car, I was standing outside the car and then I spotted the husband looking out the window from the upstairs bar. He came down the stairs and got on his motorcycle, but it would not start. He tried pushing it fast, but it still wouldn't start.

Alex got out of the car and offered to help start the cycle. This is when things went to shit. He walked past Alex and came up to me while pulling an automatic pistol from behind him, and while I had this pistol pointing at my chest, we had our second and final conversation:

Husband: Leave right now or I will fucking kill you!

Me: I am leaving right now! Alex, let's go!

 

I took out Kim's bags out of the car and placed them in the ground. I had no idea just how fast that old VW could go! Red lights and stop signs were optional! We did not want this bastard following us! Now I don't have a religious bone in my body, but when I got back to the hotel, I gave that cross a kiss. For some reason, I had trouble sleeping after that incident.

 

On Sunday I watched the playoff games, the first game in Spanish in my room, and the second game per Mfins recommendation, at Caliche's Sports Bar; nice place. Headed to Insomnia after the game. Not many places open on Sunday, and Insomnia was quite dead. There was about 7-8 girls, a few lookers, but not enough to keep me around; called it a night.

 

Overall Thoughts:

I went back to san Salvador primarily to be with the sisters, especially Kimberly, and to check out a few new places with Alex. I was having the time of my old life until I was staring down the barrel of a gun. Besides the pissed off husband, the people in El Salvador were friendly. The food was very tasty, and the women were hot. Would I return? If I did, I would seek out the sisters, and that would be just plain fucking stupid and dangerous. But I would urge others to travel there to experience the hot women, great food, and the culture. Just stay clear jealous husbands! 

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4 hours ago, PhordPhan said:

Further to the east...

Never been, but maybe Cambodia, Laos, or Vietnam???

There must be a story behind the picture???

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1 hour ago, tomjackin said:

Never been, but maybe Cambodia, Laos, or Vietnam???

There must be a story behind the picture???

Ooops. I don't know west from east, or my ass from my elbow. I meant that LOS was farther east. This place is farther west. 

It's from my first trip to Yangon. The girl is making betel nut pouches. I'll try dredging up a TR.

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On 5/15/2020 at 11:44 AM, tomjackin said:

It's a BINGO!  Was it the forth picture with all the pupusas?

 

Yes, but I always just called them puffy tortilla things. I didn't know they had an official name.  I knew it wasn't Colombia, because they hardly even eat tortillas, so I had to chose between El Salvador, Honduras, and Nicaragugua. I went with the country that has the nastiest chiacas. 

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Guess the country. After I fucked her all night in her bed that her and her "husband" slept in, she had to do laundry  because he was coming home the next day from a "work trip". Life's a trip eh. 

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1 hour ago, Moose said:

Guess the country. After I fucked her all night in her bed that her and her "husband" slept in, she had to do laundry  because he was coming home the next day from a "work trip". Life's a trip eh. 

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That wonderful plumbing could be anywhere. And there must be a kid somewhere...unless the toy belongs to you? Mexico might be too obvious. My guess is either Nicaragua or Honduras.

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17 minutes ago, tomjackin said:

That wonderful plumbing could be anywhere. And there must be a kid somewhere...unless the toy belongs to you? Mexico might be too obvious. My guess is either Nicaragua or Honduras.

None of the above. Hint-Ass and thong. 

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