I spent my final day in San Jose walking around and taking more photos. In the afternoon, I went back to the Del Rey where I ran into Mari, a cute blond Colombiana I had seen on several occasions before. We talked for a little bit and she asked me why I hadn't taken her up. I explained that it was mostly because of timing, which was true, but that I might take her up today. She told me she was looking forward to it. I told her to give me a little time to hangout, then we could go.

I walked around the bar to see if there were any other targets, and I did find one. She was an Ally McBeal lookalike. I hadn't pulled any movie stars out of the Del Rey yet, so she looked like a good opportunity. I went to talk with her where she was sitting near the restaurant, and she seemed really friendly. She asked if I wanted her company, so I explained to her that I already had plans for now, but I wanted to see her later. Unfortunately, she was leaving early this evening. I told her I could call her if she had a cell phone and wanted to meet me later. She did and wrote down her name and number of a notepad I had...Elided. I asked if she lived close by, she said no. Still, I was planning on calling her in the evening.

I was tempted to ditch Mari, but she was cute as well and it seemed like a good plan to bag them both. I hung out for a little while longer before returning to talk to Mari. We had a drink then walked to my hotel. She was a fun lay, but nothing particular about her stood out. She have a good covered blowjob, performed well during sex, and had a friendly attitude throughout. I paid her 30000 colones ($75) and walked her back to the Del Rey.

I spent a little time at the Internet cafe, then the rest of the afternoon and early evening at the Del Rey hanging out and drinking. I had my last dinner at Do, ordering a variety of excellent sushi. When darkness fell, I decided to do a final check on someplace besides the Del Rey. I was tempted to go back to Idem and take up Jennifer, but instead I walked over to Bella Mansion to check the talent. I paid the cover to the guy at the gate out front and walked in.

There was a bar on the right with several ladies and a male client. In front of me to the left was a pathway that led to rooms. The available ladies were nowhere close to acceptable for me, but I sat down and turned in my ticket for a drink. I was approached shortly by one of the ladies. She complimented me and asked all about me before asking if I wanted to spend some time with her. I politely declined. Another lady came up soon after that and repeated the process. After I turned her down, I decided I had enough of the place and left.

I hopped into the cab and told him to take me back to the Del Rey, but as we passed Krysis, I changed my mind and told him to let me out there. I gave the driver 200 colones and walked back up the street into Krysis.

Surprisingly, the selection on this evening was bleak. There were only three ladies that were immediately available. One looked good enough, but I was hoping for someone better. I sat down to think about it, and the manager told me she'd grab some people from Olympus next door. I sat down and waited for about 10-15 minutes, before getting up to walk out.

I got to the door, but then the manager came out and said they were coming, it would only be a few more minutes. Two ladies came out, one of which met my expectations. I gave the thumbs up and paid the money for the jacuzzi room.

My brunette Tica friend was named Nicole. She mostly dances at Olympus, but occasionally works Krysis for a little extra money. We mostly just talked while she was running the water. She filled it, but she couldn't get enough hot water so it was hardly a jacuzzi. I decided not to get in the tub of lukewarm water.

Photos: Nicole 37 38 39 40

Nicole's service was better than Alejandra's, the other lady I had sampled at Krysis, but not by much. Based on the two experiences I had, I can't give recommendations for Krysis besides a decent lineup at times, but it may have been better if I had chosen one of the regular masajistas instead of two dancers from the strip club next door.

The lukewarm jacuzzi	The rest of the jacuzzi room

After Krysis I returned to the Del Rey where I found Bill. Ted was sucked up by Rosa again, Bill had nicknamed her the Black Hole. We made fun of Ted because he repeated with her so much, I teased him even more because he always paid her $100 and told him he should be getting a discount. They were both Thailand vets throwing their money around in San Jose, but what could I do besides tell them to try to bargain?

An uncomfortable situation arose while Bill and I were standing at the Cafe counter. We spotted a cute brunette Colombiana around the outer edge of the tables. By this time, Bill and Ted would often ask me if I knew an attractive lady. They both seemed to be impressed by the ladies I knew and the ladies that knew me. When Bill asked, I told him that I thought she was attractive, but that I wasn't impressed with her personality when I spoke with her, so I didn't invite her to the room. He agreed that she didn't look very friendly, but then asked me to call her over. I replied that I wasn't interested in talking to her, so he should call her over if he wanted to meet her. He flagged her down and she walked over. I smiled to her, but left them alone while they conversed in Spanish.

I wasn't listening to their conversation, but when I overhead the words "amigo" and "fria" spoken closely together by Bill, I hit his arm to get his attention and asked what he was talking about. He replied that he was just telling her that I thought she had a cold personality. I asked him why he was telling her that, and he replied not to worry about it, that the ladies there don't care. I told him that I care. He got the point and apologized and tried to spin it a little, but there wasn't much room to spin. They continued to speak, so I excused myself to walk around.

I spotted a tall blond Russian named Oxana that I was speaking with the other night sitting by herself. She didn't seem that friendly the other night, but she was smiling to me today so I went to talk to her. She was sitting on the couches in front of the registration desk. I suggested that she was attractive and that she'd probably get more business if she didn't hide in the couches, but she said she liked the spot. I really liked her accent and her personality was more pleasant today, so I thought it was a good opporunity to try my first Russian. She agreed to come back with me to the Morazon for 30000 colones ($75).

Oxana was delighted when a song she recognized came through the portable speakers I had with my MP3 player. The song was "Around the World" by ATC and is in English, but she was singing words in her native language. She explained that the original version was done by a Russian artist, but was then covered and translated in English. Listening to her speak and sing in Russian was fascinating.

She had some sexy black boots that I liked, but I was surprised by what I saw when she took them off. She had form fitting socks with compartments for each toe. I never saw those before and asked if I could snap a picture. She also wore a very sexy black leather bra, but her panties were not out of the ordinary. Oxana gave a nice blowjob and I liked having sex with her, but her performance wasn't particularly memorable. Afterwards, I escorted her back to the Del Rey.

Bill was around when I got back, but I didn't hang around with him much. I really didn't like having my comments about the ladies repeated to the ladies themselves. He came over to chat for a little. He said that the Colombiana tried to explain what happened between us. He said that she wasn't very friendly to me because I tried to lowball her price. She understood my position, but said I didn't understand her position of having two kids and needing more money. This was how Bill told it. I'm not sure if Bill got it wrong or if she confused me with someone else, but it didn't quite go like that. I asked her price, but I never tried to negotiate with her. When she quoted $100 and didn't bother trying to sell herself on why she was worth the price, I didn't bother. We talked for a bit, but then excused myself again to walk around the bar.

I hung out for a long time without seeing anyone I was really interested in taking for my last date of the trip. Plenty of ladies were propositioning me, but I declined all of them. I was standing by myself in front of the restrooms looking at the people playing casino games when I got a pinch on both of my sides. I turned around to find a beautiful brunette I had seen the day before and recognized from pics on this site(at least I think it was her). I didn't approach her because she was hiding in a corner and looked like she didn't want to be bothered. Now she was stading in front of me happy and smiling. She introduced herself as Carla. I thought I recognized that as being one of two or three different names she used.

I was very relieved to run into Carla and invited her to a table. She spoke English decently, but for some reason, I couldn't understand her too well. She seemed to be slurring her words, not annunciating very well. After we spoke for a while, I asked if she wanted to come back with me to my hotel. I explained that I would only be able to pay $40 US, plus 10,000 which worked out to about $65 US. That was the amount I'd be able to spend without going to the ATM and still having enough for the cab ride and exit fee the next day. She thought about it for a minute, then happily agreed. I asked her to confirm that the amount would be OK, and she said it was.

We sat and talked for a while longer, but the more we spoke, the more her spell faded. I found myself slightly put off by her slurring and it was bothering me more with the passing time, so I finally suggested that we leave. When we got outside, she started talking more and seemed to slur more. She then asked if it would be a problem if she smoked marijuana in my room. I told her I wasn't comfortable with that. She said no problem, but seemed to be concerned about it. I could hardly understand her on the short walk to the Morazon. We walked up to the reception desk where the gentleman asked for her identification. She handed him what looked like a beat up passport.

There was a problem with the ID. I'm not sure what it was, but he wanted another form of ID which Carla did not have. She tried to explain some kind of situation where her proper ID was lost or stolen and she wasn't able to replace it yet. I sat there losing interest in here while they went back and forth. There just seemed to be something wrong about her. The slurring, marijuana, and ID contributed to a growing negative impression I had of her.

The gentlemen finally agreed to let us up. Carla apologized when we got in the elevator, but I didn't understand much else of what she said. When we got in the room, she started to take off her clothes. Her face was looking more worn and tired and it looked like she wasn't really taking care of her teeth, then when she took her shirt off, I was disappointed to see a midsection that appeared out of nowhere. With her bra still on, she asked me to pay her in advance.

Many gentlemen do not like to do so, but it never bothers me when a lady asks for payment up front. I pulled the 10000 colones I had from my walled and $40 US I had stashed away in a bag, then handed her the money. She looked over it with a disappointed look on her face and told me that it wasn't enough.

It was enough for me. At that point I completely lost interest in her, the last straw being that she either was changing the deal, or more likely, completely forget about the arrangement that we had agreed upon and confirmed. I didn't want anything more to do with her. I took the money back and said that I changed my mind and that we should go back to the Del Rey. She apologized and said she would accept the money, but I stood firm. We spent the next 10 minutes or so with her apologizing and asking for an explanation, but I just told her that I changed my mind and that it wasn't her fault. Despite her actions, I didn't want to make her feel any worse than I knew she already felt.

It took a while, but I finally got her dressed and out of the room. The gentleman at the front desk was surprised to see me back down so early and asked me a couple times if there was any kind of problem, but I assured him that there wasn't. I walked Carla back to the Del Rey where we parted.

My hopes of a final session were fading as it got later, but I walked around and looked with determination. I wasn't going to sleep, I would be leaving for my flight at 7am, so I planned to stay up all night.

Then I spotted Christy. I didn't know her name at the time, but she was a lady I had noticed during my first few days that often haunted my thoughts. She was a well tanned Tica with straight brown hair that often fell freely around her eyes, about 5'8 with heels. She had a good sense of style that seemed classy and accented her figure well. On this evening, or early morning to be exact, she wore a brown laced dress that tied at the front and had frills along the bottom around mid-thigh. Her face wasn't the prettiest, but there was something about her that really attracted me to her. She often seemed preoccupied and rarely smiled, in addition she was either usually busy with other men or talking to her friends and looking like she didn't want to work, so it was unusual for me to be interested in her for so long. Naturally, she was my obvious choice.

I was pleasantly suprised talking to her. She admitted discomfort of approaching men or showing any interest in the bar. In our conversation I found her to be friendly. We spoke for a little bit before I made my offer, the same one I had made to Carla. Christy seemed happy with it, so off we went back to the Morazon with a about 2 hours before I needed to be ready for my pickup.

The front desk had no problems with the ID, so we went upstairs. I put on some music to which Christy took the intitiative or a sexy dance in which she crawled around on the floor. She moved with a unique gracefulness that was very erotic. I was very happy to have finally caught her. After her dance, she went to the bathroom and lit up a joint. I didn't know about it until she came back out already smoking. She opened up the door to smoke in the hall. I was a little uncomfortable about it, but I didn't comlplain. It was odd that I didn't get too active pot smokers that wanted to smoke in my room until my final night. Christy came back in after she finished her smoke.

We fell back onto the bed where she started giving a slow and erotic blowjob. I attempted to go down on her but she was very ticklish so I didn't. The sex that followed was very passionate and energetic. The sex wore her out, and she fell asleep in my arms while I was holding her. I sat there for a while before getting up to get cleaned and ready. Christy was passed out completely. I packed up all my stuff and got my bags ready.

With everything packed and 30 minutes to go, I tried to get Christy up, but she didn't want to budge. She kept asking for 5 more minutes. At that point I took my bags downstairs and left them behind the reception desk. I tried using the computer downstairs, but the connection was too slow. I returned upstairs where I continued to try to get Christy up.

I finally got her stirring with 10 minutes left, but I had to pull off all the covers to get her up. She sat up very confused, then laughed slightly realizing that she wasn't even at home. She had been thinking she was sleeping in her own bed while I was trying to get her up. She got up and started to get cleaned up. I left her money on the counter and made sure she saw where I put it. I was going to wait for her, but she said it was ok for me to go ahead and leave, that it would be no problem for her to stay there and finish getting ready.

My driver was on-time and downstairs waiting. We put the bags in the back seat and were off. He was a talkative gentleman, but I didn't have much to say after being up all night. We ran into some traffic so he took an alternate route that took us down sidestreets. He dropped me off with about 90 minutes until my flight. I gave him the agreed upon 5000 colones fare, then gave him a 500 colones note and the loose change in my pocket as a tip.

Before I could stand in line for my ticket, I was instructed to pay the exit fee in the right corner of the terminal after you walk in. The exit fee had recently been raised to $26 US or the equivalent in colones. There was an ATM to the immediate right of the desks to withdraw cash, or they were able to accept Visa, but no American Express or Mastercard. I could have paid with cash, but I decided to save it for meals on the way back and used my Visa instead.

During the flight to Dallas, the more attractive of the two ladies I had met on the flight to Costa Rica came up to my row to say hi. I was very suprised to see her, as she had originally told me she was staying for 2 weeks, but she had gotten the details of her flight confused and ended up on the flight back with me. We were interrupted by a very rude AA male steward[ess] that told her to take her seat in less than polite terms. We didn't speak the rest of the flight, but hooked back up after we landed.

We walked together to customs, and naturally, she asked me about my trip. I had to come up with a BS story about a work emergency that kept me in the city where I could access my corporation's intranet and quickly and easily be reached. It seemed like fate to exchange contact info, but we parted again without my asking. I ran into her one more time shortly before boarding my flight, but left it at a "Nice to have met you and have a safe trip". I boarded my flight and was back home several hours later where I prepared for an action-packed weekend at home.

I used my Visa card at the airport to pay the $26.00 exit fee to leave the country. When I checked my credit statement today, I saw that they had put it through as a cash advance, for which the credit card company added a $15.00 fee. (3% or $15, whichever is greater). I believe this to be in line with most credit card companies, which also charge an inflated interest rate on the cash advance portions.

I got the charge reversed by calling my CC company, but better to have the cash to pay the exit fee.