Posted by kendricks on November 14, 2000 at 08:53:05:
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Fair warning to the easily bored: this thread contains more introspection than you may be willing to read. I have done my share of mongering in my late teens and early twenties, in Mexico, the Philippines, and Thailand. Being young and naive, I still wanted to experience true love, and married while still in my early twenties. This, of course, put a serious halt to mongering activities, other than a few isololated transgressions . . . Although I have a wonderful wife, I cannot help but wonder at times if a solo life on mongering and whoring may not have been my true calling. At the same time, I remember the occasional feelings of loneliness I felt while pursuing such a life, and think that I may be simply looking at how green the grass is on the other side of the fence. One of my conflicts is my affinity for condom-less sex, which is like russian roulette with working girls. Of course, I did catch a couple of std's in my single days, which I considered a reasonable part of the risk. Being married changes the equation, though, and I have come to a point where I do not believe it is right to expose my innocent wife to the risk of me bringing something back to her (I know, I have impeccable morals, eh?) So here I stand, in my early 30's with enough cash to make frequent trips to tj and some wonderful mongering vacations, but caught in a quagmire. Reading incredibly vivid, well written, adrenaline-pumping trip reports like Porkers certainly don't make things any easier . . . I have been enjoying living vicariously through such reports lately, but cannot help but wonder if I should leave such thoughts to fantasy, steal away for a few isolated incidents ever so often, or walk away from my life, and spend the rest of my days indulging in degeneracy . . . I mean that in the most positive sense of the term, of course!! ;^) Have any of you other mongers ever found yourselves in a similar situation, or found yourselves harboring similar thoughts?
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