2016/07 Costar - Macao Update 2016
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2016/07 Costar - Macao Update 2016
| By Costar on Saturday, July 02, 2016 - 08:35 pm: Edit |
IN GENERAL:
Pay-for-play (P4P) has eroded steadily in Macao over the past twenty years due to economic growth in China, and the trend continues. (There are more opportunities for all workers, thus more alternatives for young women. One in four Chinese is overweight now! That was unimaginable in the 1900s with their intermittent famines.)
In comparison to most other Asian countries that we "hobby" in, prices are exorbitant here for everything --from P4P to hotel accommodations. Figure on paying at least USD $100/night for your room. Last night I stopped by a fruit stand --now this was admittedly in the hotel and not a grocery store-- and spied a nice ripe peach about the size of a baseball. I wanted it for breakfast this morning. It was HKD 106 -- over thirteen dollars! 8-[]
Always get Hong Kong dollars (HKD) --not Macao money. If you take Macao money out of Macao (to Hong Kong or anywhere else), you won't be able to even give it away. The ATMs give you a choice. Most people that you pay in HKD will give you your change in HKD, but make sure.
LANGUAGE BARRIER:
Macao is a melting pot. There are plenty of non-Asians here from various places, and only the Filipinos speak any English at all. The staff of the finer hotels (like the Wynn) can manage some understandable English. Just a little bit of Cantonese goes a long way! Language buffs will find it much, much easier to learn than Thai. Try the Pimsleur Cantonese course. Cantonese speakers will not make fun of your accent. Otherwise, you will be restricted to one-word communications with the taxi drivers: "massage," or the name of your hotel. Beyond that attempts at even the simplest communications, like showing the driver a slip of paper with an address that you copied from the web, will be impossible.
The Android Translate application has worked great for me in other languages, but Cantonese does not appear on the list, and I couldn't get it to work for traditional Chinese.
P4P:
This is far from a comprehensive list; it's just a smattering and doesn't include the bigger places I knew in the past. (After all, this wasn't a mongering trip.)
The Millionaire's Club, once known as the Palace Dance (a logotype that is visible inside). The taxi driver is not going to know it by either of those names, is near the big casinos. So the way you find it is by getting into a taxi near the Gran Lisboa or the Wynn and telling the driver, "massage." If he drives into a garage that immediately takes you up one level, you've found it:
About two dozen girls came out and lined up according to ethnicity. The four Chinese girls (on the extreme right) commanded HKD 1900. Girls from elsewhere (Vietnam, Korea, etc.) went for less, down to HKD 1400. That's for a one-hour session or one "pop," whichever comes first, on the premises.
The pimp will tell you that you cannot take her back to your hotel. However, once in the room you can make a private deal with the girl. Once I went with a Vietnamese girl there. In the room (on the premises) we took a bubble bath prior to the act --like a soapy in Thailand. Once we started getting intimate, she said, "Sleep! Sleep!" --meaning that she wanted to sleep with me. We exchanged phone numbers, I picked her up later that night by calling her and handing my phone to the driver, and we had an ongoing relationship for years.
Sidebar about doing it on the premises: spy cameras are dirt cheap these days --what you'd pay for a meal. Check it out. And 4K video is scary-detailed. Just be cautious lest you end up on some porn site.
Hotel Fortuna (in the same neighborhood as the Millionaire's Club). Services are available on the 5th floor. You'll see ads (pictured) on the ground floor. A young lady greeted me but all I could understand was "forty years old." So a guy explained that ordinary massage was available from ladies who were around forty years old, and that full service was available from beautiful younger ladies from China and Vietnam. OK. May I see these younger ladies? To just look and not do anything else, he told me, would cost HKD 486! Bull shit!
Darling 2. A guy lets you into a lobby about the size of a small bedroom. You sit down on a sofa and gaze at an aquarium-like window with about a dozen girls on the other side. (They says it's a two-way mirror and the girls can't see you, but I'm not so sure about that.) I would guess that their median age was about thirty-two. Not in great shape. I was there at the same time as three other guys and we all passed, i.e. left without choosing. The pimp is the same guy who's been working there for years. What a career.
Hotel Lisboa. There used to be many freelancers walking around (doing laps) around the many walkways of the ground floor, though some of them would not go with white guys, and some would charge whites more. (Note: I never saw this treatment anywhere else in Macao. Nor in the world, for that matter.) But this week there would only be about three undesirables (old and heavy) around 9 p.m. The only do-able ones that I saw there at all were there between 1 and 2 a.m., but there were only three. No more droves of not-bad Asian hookers marching around in heels.
Plus, you can always run into freelancers, like a part-timer that I met last night, who works as a waitress.
Check out my rental car (kidding):
Thanks for posting this update on Macau. I've often wondered what has become of the scene there. It used to be one of my regular spots to visit before I discovered Jakarta. With the huge boom there, I often thought the scene would have changed dramatically, and gotten much more expensive. I choked on those prices you quoted, since I remember paying 300 HK in the west side girlie hotels (probably all long gone now).
Another one bites the dust! Man how mongering has declined. I'm so glad I traveled when mongering was still cheap and available and in my budget. Better to have mongered and lost than to not have mongered at all.
Macau is still one of my favorite mongering trips of all time. I enjoyed it so much that I returned two times afterwards. My buddy and I basically followed Murasaki's itinerary, whether he realizes it or not. It was probably my first mongering trip to a destination not centered on the hobby such as AC, Pattaya, but still had more than enough pussy on offer. It was a nice break from the SEA lady drink sex pat culture and I believe it led me to leaving that scene as a basis for travel, although I do make a point to get some mongering done wherever I find myself.
This was when Air Asia was just getting going and was still flying from Don Muang airport in Bangkok. I liked the feeling of being a tourist in a foreign city and being armed with the info for mongering when the need arose, while also being in a genuinely Chinese feeling city just exploring. My buddy and I roamed around until we ended up at the top of a hill (I forget the name), seeing a museum and taking a cable car to the bottom and figuring out how to get back to the Best Western from there. Of course we saw St. Paul's and even played blackjack at the Lisboa. I ate my first and last pigeon in Macau.
The MGM and other western casinos weren't built yet hence the Disneyfication hadn't started, although I suppose Macau had long been Hong Kongized years ago. Hot Spot was the absolute highlight hearing all those high heels stampeding down the marble hallway and having the room swarm with 50 girls.
Those were the days!
Ah Macau! Another mongering destination bites the dust. CoStar you've triggered some nostalgia as I wrap up my 4th of July weekend and head back to work.
Macau represents several firsts for me. This was my first vacation to a destination that wasn't in an English speaking bubble. While not my first trip using Air Asia it was probably my second and Air Asia was still cheap. It was also the first time I traveled somewhere, without having talked to someone who has been there before me. So a debt of gratitude is owed to Murasaki here. My buddy and I basically followed his itinerary from his TRs and proved that a well written TR is invaluable for mongering. That's why I still love CH and it's TR centered format. Oh yeah, I ate my first and last pigeon in Macau. Remember that MaliMike?
What a refreshing break this trip was from the SEA lady drink centered, scene. Some of the highlights were playing blackjack at the Lisboa and having Chinese people standing behind you and betting alongside your hand. That definitely created some pressure, but was exciting too. Besides the most amazing hooker parade I've ever seen in the Lisboa's basement, I remember the huge dice in a bubble game that resembled boggle as I rode an escalator through this funky Asian casino. MGM and the Vegas influence that has probably ruined Macau had yet to come. MaliMike and I went on a random walking tour up the hill and discovered the Macau history museum and took a cable car back down that deposited us in some random Chinese neighborhood. We circled city blocks on the map we got from the hotel lobby and pointed to them to show cab drivers where we wanted to go. We found and partook at both the London and Ruby hotels. The highlight though was Hot Spot. Hearing the thunder of 50+ pairs of high heels on a marble floor heading to our room was incredible. It got even more exciting when you were IN the fish bowl that the room became with all these Chinese girls with big boobs.
Ah the memories!
(Message edited by BigPoppa on July 05, 2016)
BigPoppa, that reference to Hot Spot brought a tear to my eye. Good times!
I'm glad to hear my reports helped someone have a good time there.
Yes they did. Thanks again. I've often considered taking a revisit Asia tour and revisiting some locales from my past. I doubt it would be as much fun and would probably be filled with many "What the hell am I doing here?" moments, which is how my trips from the past few years could be characterized.
But, I can't emphasize enough how awesome it was to travel as I did from 2001-2015 with the majority of my travels being all for pleasure not business. As the bills from past travel come increasingly due, I have no regrets. I consider myself lucky to have been in a position to have traveled that much. And before I know it I'll be debt free and on the road again, and willingly taking the budget hotel, over the nice one if it means having no financial obligations ahead of me.