My 3rd trip to AC,,almost a year since the last one.And as I write this the next one is already brewing in my mind,,but when,, not soon enough is the answer we all know!!!!!

To some degree it was a trip to contemplate a change in my personal life, taking a new job, moving all the bula with that.
Needless to say it worked, cause did not really think about all that too much while was there, since was having too much fun.

IF you are looking for really hard detailed blow by blow action,,go no further, not really my style & names are changed to protect the innocent.Yah Right.

Met with 2 members Goceltics and Bigballs,, both great guys. GC and I have traveled together 2x, BB,,first up, but you cant beat these 2 with a stick, different styles, approaches,in pursuing the nites loves.... but when it comes to the brother hood, 2nd to none.
Think it is always better to have some amigos for a short bar hop or an all nite bar hop.

Arrival NW, first time with them, flight was early but must have been only 2 Customs inspectors that nite, so got out at almost an hour after getting there. Bags were loaded with some things for the Batay centre, the inspector asked a few questions , then without any further Q & A passed me on through.

The ville driver was there as usual and easy to find, any firsttimers and veterans should use the ville,, I have had them 3 times, and never a problem.So ZOOOOOOOOMMMMMM off we go.

Arrived AC,, close to 1 am, @ Orchid, changed a few bills, paid driver, S,S, AND S and out to the street.

Now it was late,,but first stop Las VEGAs closing time 3:30, so plenty of time, if that was the watering hole for the nite, several waitress's and mamasan remembered me,, we had a few and out the door never took a love from here, but like hanging there.
In search of the nites love, what a experience, the lights of FIELDS,,the smells of street vendors / dog barbque on a stick almost can see it now.
Saw a girl who remembered me from the Welcome Inn,,where my name of Jack Mehoff, from ringing the bell is still on the wall,, she calls my name "Jack" runs over kisses me,, of course,,Jack is not my name,, but that is what she remembered me as. Rufus, Jack,, all the girls knew me as that, it surpised me when one found out my real name.
In fact the memories of these girls is unreal cannot get over how they remember you after x amount of time. WIsh I could say the same!!!!

But,,,, lots of places were all ready closed, hit the Jungle,, then Kitten Club, won a free barfine, mama picked one for me, so off we went.
I might mention that my one and so far only runner came from here last year, but never held that against the club. The place is big, but the girls do not have the enthusiasim as in other bars, IMO.
Did a barhop,,BS,,somewhere else, ended up the ville,,where I was very drunk. THe girl was cute but cold as sushi in the bed,, what the hell,,was drunk anyhow, and she only cost 100p, at least slept next to a warm body for a nite.

Don't remember what time we got in but she was up and moving sometime around 9, so gave her a small tip and out she went.My goal,,sleep a little longer, then deliver some goodies later that night.

Later that day,,finally got out and about, my first shock was that Kokomo's was closed,,more later and for those who already know it was caught up in what one can only describe as a political contraversy.. or more likely bula bigtime. So no famous Kokomo's burger, next to the VILLE.
Ate,, walked around some,,hit a few places,, looking for some faces from the past. Brown Sugar,, hey,,was in there just a few hours ago, hit the Patio Bar,,Dirty Duck, La Bamba, all had more or less degrees of dancing, customers, but man, it sure felt nice to be there, after a years absence.

AS the evening approached walked FIELDS some,,, since my pasttime and many others as well,,watching the girls go by at Kokomo's was not doable.

On the next episode, NEW FRIENDS, AND AN OLD HK, or how I learned to avoid a certain chica.