This is a brief report with NO PICTURES!!! (My digital camera disapeared on the flight from Mumbai to BKK, icing on the fucking cake!!!)

INDIA:
As you may have guessed, my time in India was not great. I had to go on business and figured I'd try to explore the scene, you know, research on behalf of the hobby. There is very little written about India, and it all points to India being a less than desireable mongering destination. On the way to Mumbai, I was extremely encouraged by the talent on the plane. I saw a handful of women that were world-class hot, I was exited. India is a beautiful and horrible place at the same time, and business there was actually fun. In the evenings I set out to explore, I walked around a lot and just took in the atmosphere. In Mumbai (Bombay) there are several options, although I only considered a couple. I was in no mood to run around looking for dance bars, nor did I want to go to the red light district for the masses (just did not have the time). I tried calling a few of the "massage" services on the paper, and they were all EXORBITANT in pricing, I'm talking about $200-$500. Since I was going to LOS in less that a week, I though it criminal to pay that kind of money, so I abstained.

My hotel was near the Kolaba shopping district, so I walked there to eat and do a little window shopping, and each time I got there, several touts offered me drugs, fake watches, and girls, in that order. After being familiar with the streets after a few late night tours, I finally decided to talk to the one tout that seemed the most stable and understandable. Right away they want you to come look, no comitment. Yeah, right!!! Anyway, I negociated everything upfront, and tried not to leave anything to chance. The tout escorted me to a building about 1/2 block from the maim strip and into a ground level apartment. They brought out 3 women, and I think they must have worked very hard to find the 3 ugliest fucking cows on the face of the earth. I got up, faced my tout and told him that I did not want to waste my time with this shit. inmediatelly they rushed the ugly women out, and brought in 3 very pretty women with great bodies, and tried very hard to apeace me. I made my selection and off to a shitty room we went. The girl was very nice and tried very hard, unfortunatelly she had no clue on how to please a man, so the experience was quite forgetable. Upon leaving, I paid the pimp the remaining 50% of the agreed upon price and he tried to get tough with me and collect other fees. I was pissed just for having had to go to India, so I got in his face and told him to kiss my ass, and grabbed my tout and told him that he needed to get involved if he wanted to see his tip. Anyway, when it was all said and done, they were kissing my ass, but that, combined with the poor encounter with the girl, added up to a generally bad experience.

I saw a lot of very pretty young women who expressed interest simply because I was a westerneer, but I was in the company of idiots and could do nothing.

With LOS just a short hop away, it was ridiculous to waste any energy in India.

A tour group from India took up most of my flight to BKK, and along with the usual smells and chaos that seem to be standard, those fuckers got into my briefcase while I went to the bathroom. I came out and cought two guys red-handed. They tried to tell me that it was a case of mistaken briefcases, but they didn't have any briefcases. I told the flight attendants this and they wer helpless with those imbecils. I was certain that nothing was missing, and only later did I realize that I had put my dig. camera in there. MOTHER FUCKERS!!!!!

THAILAND

Can't write anything about Thailand that hasn't already been written better by others, I love this place!!!! I went to Pattaya right away. Since I have no pictures, I do not need to elaborate. The only thing I can say is that this trip, 4 days, 5 nights, I barfined girls from walking street, soi 7 & 8, and soi 6. My first trip I founf soi 6 repulsive, but this time is was the opposite, in fact, i found a beautiful lady with whom I spent the majority of my time. That's one of the great things about Pattaya, things always change and you are bound to find exactly waht you desire at that time.

Perhaps you veterans can help me out a bit. My favorite lady was from the beer bar inmediately next to the Route 69 (or 66) when you walk down soi 6 from second road towards beach road. I'd like to try to contact my lady, through the bar if needed. Naan was her name, and she was a sweetheart.

Sorry about the pictures.