After moving here in the early eighties I started hearing little things about the girls in TJ. I had to give it a try. It was the year that the Army Navy football game was here in Pasadena.
A highschool buddy who was in the Naval Academy was out here and I talked the straight sonofabitch into going with me to hunt down the famous (supposedly famous at the time) COCO club.
We wandered aimlessly for hours just looking for a sign and asking others where this COCO club was. ( this wasn't made any easier with the full leg cast I had on from a motorcycle accident a month earlier. Crutches in TJ suck!)
We finally found the place by shear luck and went in for a cold one. We were both young and dumb and the dilapidation of the place was shocking to us. (I dont notice it now) After having a couple of cold beers the old haggared hookers of the COCO club began their assault. My bud being a good midshipman passed and just sat there with his embarrassed red face. Me being a little more bold, figured that there was no way I was going to crutch it for miles and miles around town and not get any even if it was from some fat, old, mexican hooker.
Due to some earlier tacos that I had It was time for a Shit before I went up to the room which was upstairs in the same building. I found the banyo and it was hidious! There was a Pile of shit 2 inches above the rim of the bowl. I mean it was full!! Although this would normally be a deterent, it wasn't this time. I had to go and I had to go now. No handicapped bars here people if you can imagine. I somehow got positioned so I could explosively let loose. It was an ugly thing. Finally after relieving myself I looked over to get some toilet paper. NOOOO! There wasn't any! I got this whore waiting for me outside in the bar and I have a spackle ass with no relief in sight. Time for quick thinking. I used my skivies the best that I could folding it an impossible amount of times before adding it to the already heaping, stinking pile. Not the best but what can you do?
I proceded upstairs as if everything was cool. It was 30 bucks at the time and at the time I didn't know what was what. (bad deal) After we were in the room, I was given my first sight at the now famous Tijuana female standing piss routine right in front of me. Wow.
The session was somewhat unremarkable but my first trip to TJ still lives on in my head as if it was yesterday.
Its funny that now I always seem to have an extra pair of skivies in the trunk of my car when I go down there. You never know!!