FRIDAY, JANUARY 30, 2004

Hello. RT here. Attempting to type this for the third time. Grrr.

I wake up at around nine or so, take a shower to wash the remaining remnants of Wendy down the drain, then putz around the hotel until it is time to meet my friend, Domingo, for lunch. We eat at La Parrillada. The fish was a little undercooked, but good. Domingo's steak look delicious. Total bill for the two of us: $15

LA PARRILLADA: 19° 27' 553" N, 70° 40' 874" W

After we split up, I walk to Supermarkets Nacional and Central to buy some cigars to bring home. Leon Jimenez cigars are made here in Santiago. The ones in the glass tube sell (for a box of 10) for around $20. The peso price on this hasn't changed much in two years, so they're about $35 less than when I first bought them. They were a bargain at the higher price, so they're a steal now.

NACIONAL: 19° 27' 708" N, 70° 41' 112" W
CENTRAL: 19° 27' 650" N, 70° 41' 075" W

I cabbed back to the hotel to drop off my stuff and take a nap. Waking at around 4:00, I walked down Calle Del Sol (the street the hotel is on) and bought various and sundry items (mouthwash, some shirts, a backpack, generic viagara, etc.), as well as getting a haircut.

After dumping my swag, I read until it was time for dinner. Tonight's restaurant: Maimon.

MAIMON RESTAURANT: 19° 27' 024" N, 70° 41' 751" W

Maimon is not fancy, but the food is good and cheap. I had a whole fried fish, an order of pulpo, and two sodas, all for $7 including tip. If you go, have the cab driver take you to Montezuma Restaurant. It is right across the street from Maimon, and all the cabbies know it.

Off then to the Gran Almirante to make my nightly donation. Thankfully, Wendy was nowhere to be seen, so I gambled happily until 11:00.

My plans were to go to Porky's, and possibly Pasion as a backup if it didn't work out. Pasions will have to wait.

PORKY'S: 19° 25' 760" N, 70° 42' 414" W

I had never been to Porky's but I had heard good reports about the place. It was quite a ride, so I gave the driver $2 when he dropped me off. You can't miss the place -- the neon is blinding. I think that they saw it from the space shuttle, if I'm not mistaken.

You enter through a hall into a large room. On one side is a stage; on the other, a bar. In the middle: Tables and chairs. It was kinda dark, but you could see who and what you sere dealing with.

I was the third customer, which was a good ratio, considering that there were about a dozen girls there. Probably 10 of them were pretty, IMNSHO. They were all dancing on the stage when I walked in. Not an organized show, but just a popular song with the chicas. I didn't see a show while I was there. Maybe only when the place is crowded. There was a pole in the middle of the stage, so there's probably some type of show, sometime.

After rebuffing the advances of a couple of chicas, I was accosted by Ashley and her friend, Whatshername. Ashley is 18, thin, not too tall, pretty, with below-the-shoulders brown hair and blue eyes. Whatshername wasn't a slouch either. She's 20, and slightly taller than Ashley, but I had a hard time paying attention. Whatshername would do better if she didn't stand next to Ashley, but they're friends.

The three of us spend the next hour and a half cuddled up in a booth drinking, groping, making out, and when the mood strikes them, dancing with the other girls on stage. At one point, Ashley went to the bathroom, so I told Whatshername that although I liked them both, I wanted to be with Ashley tonight. The kind words, combined with the $10 I gave her, seemed to do the trick. She immediately jumped into a long DFK that was broken up only by Ashley's return.

While Whatshername was gone, I told Ashley that I needed a novia for the evening, and I was hoping it would be her. She thought it was an excellent idea, and quoted me $50 for the night. This included the club's cut as well. I agreed, and told her that there would be a propina with her name on it if I could take some pictures, too. We shook, and Ashley went to change her clothes. Whatshername and I said our good-byes, and I settled the check ($16 for two hours of beer, soda, and groping, including tip!) and we left at 1:15 for the ride home,.

No sooner had the elevator doors closed than this girl attacked me. She dragged me to my room, and had her way with me for the next hour or so. DFK, BBBJ, DATY, three positions, you name it. It turns out that she is a natural model for the camera, as well. I think she enjoyed herself too, what with all the moaning and groaning she did. Ahhh, youth. We got under the covers and went to sleep. She even sleeps with you well. No snoring, and constant contact from a young, warm body.

We got up at around 8:00 and, after brushing our teeth, went at it again. I was right the night before; it was good the second time, too. It turned out that she knew some English: "Give it to me", "Fuck me", and "Oh, shit." Where could she have ever learned that?

After showering and getting dressed, we went to the hotel restaurant for breakfast, and I put her in a cab $10 richer plus $2 for the taxi. I miss her already.

COMING UP SATURDAY: Well, I spend most of the afternoon trying to type this report, and then probably gambling and maybe a trip to the mall. Tonight, I will eat in a nice restaurant, and then hit Pasions, and see what kind of trouble I can find there.

I now know one of the places where I will be
next month.

Thanks for the extra effort,

Great Report