Today's rain was lighter than the previous day, but I figured it was time for me to find an umbrella. I walked from the Morazon to Avenida Central, and immediately found an older lady hawking them. The price was only 1000 colones, about $2.50 US. I went to the Del Rey for a quick walk through. I didn't see anyone interested, so I pulled out Mac's hotel card and decided to pay him a visit. I exited the Del Rey back towards Central, and walked west towards La Gran Via.

Mac was sitting in the lobby and hailed me in as I walked up. He was hanging out hoping to catch a Nica that had stopped by earlier. The Nica had come into the lobby and asked the desk if she could use a shower. One of the guests invited her to use the shower in his room. Mac was waiting downstairs to proposition her when she came back down. Judging by the time frame, she was doing more than just taking a shower.

We had been chatting for a while when I spotted an attractive lady standing at the front desk. Mac was fully engaged in our conversation, I had to tell him to look several times before he turned around to see his target. He excused himself to talk to the Nica. They spoke for about 5 minutes before she left. Mac told me he secured a deal with her for 10,000 colones ($25) for an hour, but she had to leave to talk to her sister and would return in 15 minutes. He wasn't sure if she'd come back, though. We continued our conversation when Bill and Ted walked by, I excused myself and ran outside to stop them.

Bill and Ted had their cameras out and were walking the streets taking pictures. Ted had a video camera, and would occasionally zoom in on attractive ladies from a distance. We arranged to meet later at the Del Rey. They continued on their way and I went back in to talk to Mac.

La Gran Via on Avenida Central between C1/C3	The Diabolic Evil Killer Campero Clown

The Nica never came back, so Mac was going to go back upstairs. I decided to get something to eat. I decided to eat at Campero, a fast-food chicken joint I recognized from Panama. I was curious about how their food was, so I walked past the evil clown waving at people near the entrance and past tables full of customers. It appeared to be a popular restaurant. I walked to the register, but was instructed to find a table if I was going to be eating there. I grabbed the only table left downstairs. An employee soon handed me a menu. The food selection was similar to KFC and the food was OK. Personally, I prefer KFC.

I was tired of eating, so I went back to the Morazon to rest up. When I got up, I dedided to spend some time on the Internet. I crossed the street to the closest iCafe, Digital Cafe. I brought my laptop this time and was hooking it up when Wallstreet came in. We chatted shortly and made arrangements to meet later at the Del Rey. He didn't stay for long, I was still up reading all the latest on ClubHombre and around the world when he left.

Back at the Del Rey, I hung out with Wallstreet, Bill, and Ted for a while when I spotted a couple new faces. Two attractive ladies, a tall tan blond and a shorter brunette walked in with a young Tico. The three of them hung out together, so I was uncomfortable about approaching, but I couldn't stop looking back at the blond. She caught me looking and smiled. I flagged her down to come over.

Natalia agreed to a drink, so we grabbed a nearby table and ordered from the waitress covering the tables. She told me she didn't usually work at the Del Rey, but that it was her day off and she came in to earn a little extra money. She normally works six days a week at a stripclub called Tango Indio with the female friend that accompanied her. During the conversation, she brought up that they like to do threesomes. I told Natalia to invite her over, at which point I met Carla. They quoted $150 US total for an hour with both of them, including interaction with one another. It was a deal I couldn't pass up.

The three of us walked back to the Morazon, but at the front desk we discovered that they only allow one female guest in the room at a time. The ladies tried to talk their way up, but it was to no avail. I said sorry and goodbye to Carla and went upstairs with Natalia.

We spent a fair amount of time talking before we started the session. Natalia was very friendly and provided good service, but we didn't kiss. After we took a shower, I accompanied her back to a crowded Del Rey and found Bill and Ted.

The guys told me Wallstreet had left when a lot of people started showing up as he was getting claustrophobic. He went to Tin Jo to eat. We were all hungry as well, so we decided to join him. We walked the short distance to Tin Jo and saw Wallstreet finishing his meal as we walked in. We joined him at his table. Both Bill and Ted ordered the cashew chicken. I decided to try the Pork Adobo, a dish from the Philippines that I remember enjoying at a party. I didn't like the San Jose version, it was too sweet and the garlic flavor was too strong. The others enjoyed their meal.

After dinner we decided to split up. Bill and Ted wanted to return to the Del Rey. Wallstreet decided to accompany on my research to the less expensive local bars. We caught a cab to Vips 2/Molino Rojo. Mac was supposed to be there, but we didn't see him. The talent was about the same as the other night I had been. Wallstreet eyes caught Raquel, the best body in the place. I mentioned to him that her service was satisfactory, but I wasn't very impressed with her in the light and couldn't shoot. I also explained that I was a little bothered by the photos I took in which her face appeared masculine. I knew she wasn't a man or former man, as the owners wouldn't stand for it, but it still bothered me a little. Wallstreet decided to give her a go anyways since it was a great price and she looked pretty good from what he could see. I scanned the place while I waited. I could have probably gone with a couple others there, but decided to just wait for Wallstreet. He came out 20-30 minutes later a happy man. He had a good time with her.

We walked over to the Park Hotel with our wits about us, but the place was empty. Wallstreet was leaving the next day, so he decided to call it a night. We caught a cab to the Del Rey where we said our farewells until the next trip. I walked in and found Phil sitting on the couch in front of the check in desk. A young lady sat on the opposite couch from us to talk on her cell phone, at which point Phil switched to a different couch so he could be closer to bug her. Phil had a mischevious streak about him and would often tease the ladies. She was friendly at first but eventually just started to ignore him.

We found Ted later on. They both decided to retire early for their adventure to Jaco the next day, a trip they had planned days before but kept putting off. After they left, I made many laps around the bar searching for a date for the evening. A Dominican lady with her hair tied back asked me for about the twentieth time why I didn't like her and wouldn't take her to my room. She was always friendly and called me "Papi", saying that she liked how I looked and really wanted to go with me. I saw Shari at the tables in front of the cafe, she invited me to sit to eat with her two friends, one of them a butch dyke, I declined. I spotted a pretty blond with hair that covered her face that I liked. I had been eyeing for days, but like every other day, she was occupied. I spoke with a couple of Colombian ladies, but neither of them could seal the deal. I considered a Dominicana with beautiful eyes, but she was slightly overweight and seemed a little too professional to me. An blond in her thirties I met was cute and had the right attitude, but I was feeling picky and didn't ask her. Frustrated, I sat down and ordered some spaghetti.

After my meal, I considered a thirties blond that Al had previously said looked like Mariah Carey (an older and less attractive MC, IMHO). She had a great attitude too, but didn't pass the standard I was holding myself to. I finally decided on a brunette whose only flaw was a flat nose. I had spotted her earlier hiding from a guy that was walking through the bar. She told me her name was Debbie. I asked about that day and she told me she knew the guy and didn't want him knowing that she worked there. She didn't give off the best vibes, but she was the best looking in the place and the talent was rapidly thinning as it got later. I was going to take her, but the deal soured when I told her I was at the Morazon. For some reason, she wouldn't go to a hotel besides the Del Rey, at least not this evening. Debbie was the only lady I found this to be a problem with my entire trip.

With very little to choose from, I finally settled on a young lady named Ana. She was a bit worn looking in the face, but she had a very pleasant attitude and only wanted $50 US. I brought her back to the Morazon and had a wonderful time. She was lower on the scale compared to many of the ladies I had sampled thus far, but her service made up for it. It was starting to get light out when Ana left, naturally I was tired and went to bed.