After a memorable two days in Tijuana last year (See my previous trip report), I decided to try it again. However, this time I had a wing man who had never visited TJ before. I had made reservations for a pair of Jacuzzi rooms for two nights at the Cascadas. We got right across the San Yisidro border late at night without even showing any documentation. I called for the HK Limo pickup before we got to the PEMEX station, but it never showed up so we hopped on a yellow cab for $5. We got to the Zona Roja but this is where I made my biggest mistake. We went into the wrong hotel! We were in the Adelita instead of the Cascadas next door. By then there were no Jacuzzi rooms and I assumed that they had already released them. I did not realize my mistake until I took my first girl up and realized that the rooms and keys were completely different. Oh well, we probably saved some $ on expensive rooms anyway.

The Adelita rooms were decent but all of the smoke detectors needed new batteries so they were constantly beeping every minute! I complained about this to no avail. Fortunately I had earplug which could effectively turn the outside world off.

We get to the Hong Kong where there was a $5 cover for one can of light beer. It was packed as usual, pretty much as I remember it. (Foam show but no body sushi this time - Maybe only on Saturday nights?) We sat down at a table on the second floor enjoying our first beer and the scenery and someone catches Wing Man's eye and he disappears for the rest of the night. Soon afterward, a petite stunner named Arisu walks by with long straight light brown hair and wearing a complicated white 1-piece bathing suit with lots of bows and strings. She sits down with me and we enjoy a few drinks and a Salmon Carpaccio which to the HK's credit made for pretty good dinner for us that night. She said that she was from Encinada and she was working at the HK to get through school and to be able to afford a car. Nobody from back home knew what she was really doing. Her English was excellent although my Spanish is good too. She claimed that she had been in San Diego the day before where she got the outfit that she was wearing. When I asked her the last time that she had made love, she said "Yesterday with a good friend of her's in San Diego." She really put on the "Good girl" persona and for a while, I wasn't even sure that she was up for anything more than Ficha drinks. An hour, CBJ and CFS in several positions later in a short stay Cascadas room, I was clearly wrong. While we were relaxing, I asked her again about her boyfriend. She corrected me that this was a guy whom sh was passionate about but she did not consider him a long-term boyfriend. (Interesting how these women justify their job and outside relationships in their own mind. More on this later.) I considered this a good start for this trip.

I had been planning to do the Hong Kong for most of the trip but since I had an Adelita room, I decided to try that venue for my second round. As usual, the Adelita girls get right to business. After you say hello and exchange names, they immediately ask if you want to go upstairs. I personally am a bit put off by this approach and would rather get to know a girl a little better before sealing the deal, however, I decided why not and found one girl, Denise to my liking and took her up to my room for the standard $60 for sterile CBJ and CFS. When she got naked, she revealed an obvious scar where she had gotten a (bad) tummy tuck. This was the least enjoyable of all of the encounters this time. It was 3AM when she left the room. I didn't bother putting my clothes back on and called it a night.

The next morning I met Wing Man for breakfast and we compared notes. It turns out that he as chasing a 19 year old beauty with golden braided hair named Marilyn. He took her up for over an hour with MSOG and it turns out that he would see her again the next night. He then came back to the club and met ... Arisu! They had not met previously before he left me so was this really a coincidence that we both had the same girl back to back or is it just that great minds think alike? I had mentioned a few things about Wing Man and she asked him if he was with a friend so she must have put 2 and 2 together and realized that the was doing both of us.

Wing Man was tired after the night's festivities but I was up for some morning fun. I decide to check out the street girls out of the small hotels near the Hong Kong. They go for $5 for the room and $20 for the girl for short stay + $1 tip to the cleaner. I found Roz who was pretty good for the price. The room was decent and clean with a shower. Standard CBJ and CFS before the knock on the door that came too quickly.

It was midday and I decided to wander around the other bars in the area. I went into La Carreta and sat down. The dancer on the floor caught my eye and I invited Tanya over after the next girl went on-stage. The current weather at Tijuana bars is topless on-stage although this might change when you are there. Tanya was very petite (less than 5') and had long black stringy hair. She was a 38 year old widow from two years back with 5 teenage kids. The cell phone pictures and the black widow tattoo on he upper back corroborated her story. I asked her when was the last time that she had made love? She said two years ago before her husband died in a car accident. This got me once again thinking that this girl just did fichas for $7 + $1 tip. After a few drinks she got very friendly and she suggested that we go to one of the VIP booths. These cost $35 for 40 minutes and a bucket of 5 beers (which you can't take back if you are not done with them) and $40 to the girl. In the room, she strips and gives a very provocative lap dance. Then she goes on to take my clothes off, put on a hat and give a very enthusiastic CBJ and CFS in several positions in the VIP booth! So much for her cover story although she insisted later that I was her first after husband's death. Doubtful! The 40 minutes fly by and there is a knock on the 1-way glass. We go back into the main room and continue to do more ficha drinks and now she is super horny and giving me DFK and some of the best lap dances I've ever had. I strategically run out of the cash-on-hand but I don't leave before exchanging cell phone numbers and agreeing to getting back together for dinner at 7PM.

I relax for the rest of the afternoon and Wing Man and I agree to meet Tanya and her friend for a dinner date at 7. We get there and they say that they need to work till 7:30. Estrella sits down with Wing Man and we do a few more fichas. My lap had barely cooled down from the afternoon romp but Tanya immediately heats it back up again. She invites me back to the VIP room. She is obviously very wet but I really wanted to do something nicer in my room. The girls finally got up go put on their street clothes and they left us waiting alone at the table for a long time. I called Tanya and I could barely understand her over the noise. She wanted us to meet them at the Valentina bar across the street. We had no idea why but we finally met them outside. As it turns out, they did not want the La Carreta boss to think that we were taking the girls out after their shift and thus they would incur a stiff bar-fine. The four of us had dinner at a nice restaurant where among other things, we were served from a jar containing a large rattlesnake preserved in tequila. Indeed, the La Carreta boss called Estrella claiming that she owed him a bar-fine. She challenged him to show video evidence that we had left the club with them. At the restaurant, Tanya was still being very friendly with lots of touching and DFK but beware - she bites! ("So sorry, So sorry!")

After dinner, the girls suggest going to a different nightclub on Avenida Revolucion. The club had a small stage where "singers" were lip-syncing to popular Mexican tunes alternating with a male stripper who would go down to his underwear. Several drinks later, the girls seemed to have lost their fervor and I was getting tired of the loud music that was hurting my ears. I asked Tanya several times to leave the club with me but she would have none of that. Wing Man and I finally decided to fold our cards here and leave the girls where they were. In hindsight, we should have skipped the club and gone directly back to the room. Perhaps the argument with the La Carreta boss also put a damper on the festivities.

Feeling high and Dry, Wing Man and I decide to go back to the Hong Kong club where he immediately hooks up with Marilyn again and I met her as well. Indeed, she is above and beyond the caliber of most of the HK girls. They go off to a room where they repeat the session of the night before.

After I could not find Arisu whom I had met last night at the Hong Kong, I decide to go back to the Adelita where I meet Carla who is also my petite small breasted type. I was somewhat disappointed as I really wanted a do-over with Tanya but the standard CBJ/CFS session with Carla was surprisingly enjoyable. Pretty typical backstory - 23yo, 2yo child, no father, trying to make ends meet. Up until this point, I was neglecting to give the girls some gifts which I had brought with me. Carla chose a large white chocolate bar and a small case containing cheap earrings and necklaces. She thanked me.

I go back down to the Adelita perhaps to sample a different type from what I was going for all this trip but I was tired and decided to call it a night at 1 AM.

The next morning, Wing Man and I have a nice breakfast at a restaurant near the big arch, we pack our backs, hop in a cab for $5 back to the border where we had to wait over an hour to get across. Right behind us was a party girl drinking a half-full bottle of tequila who had crossed the border from San Diego that morning at 3AM and had not slept since but had already managed to get back at her cheating boyfriend. (Not sure if she was returning with more cash than she left with.) Alcohol acts like truth serum to some people and waiting in line it had plenty of time to take that effect. We were concerned that she would have trouble getting across the border with an open bottle and only a driver's license and no passport. However, we did see her get through and into a waiting cab which hopefully delivered her safely home in the gaslight district to her waiting dog.

Final score: me - 5 girls, all 1 timers - 2 memorable, 2 good, 1 OK. Wing Man, 4 girls, one repeat - 1 fantastic, 2 good, 1 OK. A few mistakes but no huge mishaps. We both had a fun time and he thanked me profusely for inviting him.

Enjoy gentlemen!

You didnt say how much you paid the bargirls but why are you using dollars when the exchange rate is 18.6 to 1?