It was to be an epic adventure spanning 5 continents and visiting perhaps the three top hobbying destinations in the world. It took incredible planning and timing was tantamount to success….The Eagle Has Landed…(albeit, without luggage)!

After a rather circuitous route from Florida-Cincinatti-L.A.-Inchon, I finally landed in Manila. 23.5 hours in the air and another 5+ hours in transit/plane changes. (not going to be real sympathetic to complaints of 8-10 hour flights getting to any destination from now on). I was surprisingly spry having taken a couple of well timed Stillnox on the long legs and managing to sleep naturally on others. After an uneventful immigration/customs passing but an atrocious luggage retrieval, my driver was waiting at the designated location. I had elected to use a driver provided by the Orchid Inn (1,600P) because of the large amount of luggage I had and anticipating I would just want to get to AC without any hassles;

AC Revisited; (Note: Peso at an all time high of 55.6:$1USD)

I was trying to recall the exact year of my last visit to AC. I had been in Manila on business meetings and found myself with a weekend layover and decided to visit the infamous Angeles City. By calculation, it had been about ten years ago.

A couple of the reports on this board proved to be very valuable. Thanks again to Porker, Epi. and Blazers for all of their valuable information and documentation as well as the other Hombres who contributed various tidbits. I was well armed and well prepared for my seven day stay.

The first realization was that Manila traffic still sucked. The second was that the new road to AC was far superior to its two lane bumpy, congested predecessor. Took just over and hour and forty five minutes to arrive at Orchid. Room, as reserved, was waiting but when I was walking through the pool courtyard La Cantina area, there was some kind of party happening. It looked like I had arrived at a Swagman Wet-T contest but I knew that was not until March or April. There were about 50-75 girls in various states of undress, parading around in bikinis, some topless and numbers painted on their stomachs. One guy looked at me and said, "welcome to the Orchid" I inquired as to the nature of the event and it seems one of the AC regulars was having a birthday party and had funded several contests for the girls. Jet lag be damned, I quickly changed clothes and joined in the fray. Ordered the first of many San Migs and started taking a few photos while striking up a conversation or two with a few of the revelers. Met a guy named TwoFer and his dad from the AC2 board. They were there with a group of 10-12 other regulars for a week long reunion. Many had been stationed at Clark in past years and the reunion offered them a perfect excuse to "get together again". One of their wives had even sent bags of some 5,000 tootsie rolls for the orphanage kids….he quickly picked up the handle….Tootsie Roll!

Here are some photos of the festivities.

Photos: Orchid Party 01 02 03 04 05 06 07 08 09 10

The cakes were interesting and provided a fitting end to the awards ceremony. Seems I was arriving as things were winding down but I got the gist real quickly. It was a reason to party and another infamous well publicized AC event.

OK, so I am not the iron man traveler of years past so I took a quick 2 hour nap before setting out to re-discover AC.

First stop was Blue Nile Executive. It is probably the hands down favorite and most discussed bar on the board. I walked in and there were about 40 girls on stage doing the AC shuffle. I was planted at a table a bit stage left of center. At the five minute mark, I was beginning to wonder if I had broken some undisclosed rule. At the ten minute mark, I was beginning to wonder if I was the invisible man. Not only did I not have a beer yet, not a single girl had approached me or made eye contact with me. I finally snagged a waitress and ordered a beer. She acted indifferent as if I was imposing on her other more important duties. Another five minutes and I had to remind her of my previous order. She acknowledged but did not return with my beer. I decided to leave. Not only did I not see anything too appealing on stage but the service was very disappointing. I guess I was expecting to be hustled for drinks and lady drinks but I couldn't even get a beer for myself.

As you stroll down Fields, you quickly become aware that it is literally one bar after another on both sides of the streets in a couple of hundred yards stretch. Kind of like going to a flea market and each small stall is selling socks and the occasional food vendor. Not much had changed except the names of the bars, a lot more neon and the size of the stereo speakers had gotten larger. It was the same AC I had remembered, just different venues.

I passed the Dirty Duck and remembered several favorable comments about the place. Walking in I was immediately shown to a booth and a SM appeared within seconds. This was the AC I had come to expect. The waitress pointed to herself for a LD and I obliged. Actually, she was one of the better looking girls there (it was still early) so I BF'ned her. I needed to take the edge off a long trip, months of planning, execution, anticipation and finally arriving;

Anecdote: There has been much discussion on the board about the merits of SE Asian hobbying venues, versus Brazil, Europe and other destinations. AC certainly offers a smorgasbord of opportunities and anyone can score for the price of a BF no matter what you look like, your age, marital status, physical disabilities or income category. The girls are looking for a comfortable place to sleep for the night and an opportunity to make some money. After all, that is the primary reason why they are in AC in the first place.

As a noted Brazil and L.A. pundit, I decided to have some fun and throw in a few different dynamics to the controversy and debate. I brought a supply of Brazilian bikinis with me for the girls in AC and LOS to see what that dynamic might do to their perspectives. Many on the board have said the Asian girls do not do justice to their photos. I have to agree. For some reason, their photos do not do them justice to their actual look. My waitress BF was my first candidate for a bikini shot or two.

Photos: Waitress Bikini 11 12 13 14

Naturally, I had to put her in one of the Brazilian national colors bikinis to make a statement. I think she did quite well for herself although a striking coincidence occurred. Most women in the US when wearing a bikini on the beach are constantly tugging at it to cover up more and make sure nothing is exposed that should not be. The same motions were occurring with the waitress. She was tugging at the top and bottom to cover up more, even though we were alone in a private room and she had just been naked in front of me while trying it on. You see, the Brazilian girls are always tugging in the opposite direction trying to expose more so their tan lines are as tiny as possible.

We had a very enjoyable session and decided to get something to eat. Kokomo's afforded a tasty meal at reasonable prices. Both being sated, we decided to bar hop a while then retired at my poor old jet lagged asses behest to get some sleep. Another session before retiring and a nice eye opener in the morning and I sent her on her way.

The Orchid has a very nice breakfast buffet with eggs or omelets to order, various meats including bacon, ham, steak, various pork and beef sausages and some of the best Australian corned beef I have ever tasted. The price was a resounding 195P…under $4.00 which included coffee, juice etc. Probably high by AC standards but tasty and convenient for a notorious early riser like myself, plus the Orchid waitresses were easy on the eyes so early in the morning. I managed to strike up a conversation with a very nice Aussie who comes to AC 3-4 times per year. Has a regular GF he helps to support but makes sure he has time to play while there as well. We were joined by a few of his friends and we quickly started comparing notes.

As has previously been posted, not much is stirring early in the morning in AC. If you do not have your BF from the night before and are not inclined to a Santos blow job, you have very little to pursue other than self indulgence. I was really interested in getting a deep muscle massage to get the kinks out of traveling. The place (I think it was Blazers or Porker) mentioned at Fields and McArthur on the second floor was not open yet but these guys recommended a 24 hour place (called 24 hour massage) out on Perimeter across from the military cemetery. Turned out to be about 2X the cost (P600) of the McArthur place but was all inclusive if interested. Hopped a trike for 50P and walked in the place. I was looking strictly for a good firm massage, not sex and made it clear I did not care what the girl looked like so long as she was strong and tireless. Enter Rosie

Photo: Rosie 15

Typical Flip, not more than 5'2", little on the pudgy side for her 37 years but nearly broke my hand when she shook it. She showed me to my room. I stripped down and laid on the bed. She began a very thorough massage on my back and concentrated on a few knots that had developed from traveling. One hour and ten minutes later, she had fully and completely massaged my entire body, head to toe, firmly, never weakening or tiring. She knew what she was doing. Offered hand relief buy I declined. She even stood outside of the shower (lots of hot water) and helped me get the oil off my back. Had a bottle of water to address the lactic acid that was coursing through my body and chatted with the manager for a while. I knew I was planning to return the next day for a second session. Funny, they would not hear of me spending 50P on a trike and insisted I take a 4P bus which let me off within 50 yards of my hotel.

I returned to my room and took another shower to get rid of the remaining oil residue. Dressed in shorts, T-shirt and sandals, I set out to do some exploring! Well, you can't explore very long but I did manage to purchase some DVD's at under $2 each. Some first run movies that are still in the US theaters and one that is not even scheduled for release until May….he he he! I also bought some fruit and other munchies for the room. Stopped in at Margarita for a sandwich and chatted with a couple of the reunion guys that were people (girl) watching.

Tonight was a mission. WallStreet was due in and we had agreed to meet up and have some fun. I had kiddingly told him I would have a girl waiting for him when he arrived. He responded, "just one"? I planned to have three naked girls in my room and let him have his choice of any two. Great way to make new friends with other board members. I stopped by the Duck and was surprised I was able to find three at one place I considered doable. They understood the game plan. Two were quite cute. The other one had something very appealing about her character. I was sure WS would choose the two cuties but he wound up with one cutie and Ms character. They also dove into the bikinis but avoided the T-backs like the plague.

Photos: Bed w/Bikinis 16 17 18 19 20 21

This was to become a familiar theme with these girls, "I shy girl". Never were truer words spoken. I am sure it has something to do with their catholic/cultural upbringing but modesty, even though they are working girls, is the norm rather than the exception. Enough of them will participate in the Wet T's contests and take showers at different bars, even let you grope them and explore their bodies while in the bar. But, modesty seems to take over at the damndest moments.

I actually wound up with one of the cute spinners (remember, most of these girls will be between 4'8-5'3" tall and many will not top 100 pounds so almost all could be considered spinners and most have very small tight pussies and little more than A or B cup tits. There are exceptions of course…..! But ya gotta like spinners with small perky tits, tiny asses and tight pussies…) She was 19, had the traditional pancake make-up, wanted the lights off (which I refused), took the required shower and asked for a shirt to sleep in (which I agreed to since I had the AC on pretty high). She bolted early the next day which was fine because I wanted to pursue Ms. Character.

WS and I met up later that morning. We both decided on a massage and hit 24 hour again. Rosie greeted me with a big hug. WS selected his masseuse and off to our respective rooms. Rosie did another stellar job even though I was somewhat sore from the previous days massage. She managed to work out some more kinks. When I finished, the girls were all laughing. Seems WS had fallen asleep and was snoring quite loudly. Later, I would find this is actually one of his monikers…a notorious snorer. We grabbed a bus and made a stop at Margarita for some lunch. We chatted with Tootsie Roll. During the conversation, he was reminiscing about what AC had been like back in the 60's when he was stationed there and how he wasn't sure he was going to mess around with too many girls….remember this comment!

WS turned out to be a really great guy to meet. After reading of his exploits at the FKK clubs in Germany, I somehow knew we would hit it off really well and we did. One thing about WS. He doesn't waste time. When he sees something he likes, he goes for it. He pulled a spectacular "Door Girl" from one place and was out in a matter of minutes headed back to his room. I saw him later and he was with three girls heading to his room. This became commonplace to see him with 3-4 girls at a time. The guy was insatiable and had quite the eye for girls. His hotel room was something of a revolving door. He quite possibly was doing as many as 8-12 girls per day….or so it seemed!

I made a stop at the Owls's Nest. I had done a quick search of all the recommendations and this place had absolutely no mentions or comments. I walked in and was smitten by the most effervescent smile from a little cutie.

Photos: Owls' Nest M 22 23

She was beaming from ear to ear. Little pudge, small tits but she stood out from the rest of the line up by orders of magnitude. I quickly called her down from the stage, bought her a lady drink and had BF'ed her in a matter of minutes. Within an hour, we were in my room and she was staking her claim. She was making sure I was going to include her on my agenda for the reminder of my stay. She stayed the night and later the next afternoon, I sent her back to her bar and told her I would come back later that evening and probably BF her again. After she left, I noticed a pair of panties strategically hung in the bathroom and a few other items purposely left in the room. She had marked her territory….he he he!

Nice pictures, more please.

The blissful beginnings of another epic Sandman adventure. Good stuff! Wish I coulda joined ya!

I'm amazed by beauty of some of the girls. Brazilian bikinis help showoff their hardbodies very well. The sheer joy of strutting their sexxxy stuff is noteably absent. Tell me - did any of them mutter 'gostosa' while rolling their heads from side to side?
DG

Sandman,

I have always enjoyed your exploits, and this was a nice surprise and choice for Wallstreet.

Thanks for the report and photos.

Enjoy the life,

Moondog

Sandman,

What can I say? I've been thinking about you and how your round-the-world tour was going. I'm really looking forward to reading the whole story.

And what a nice way to be welcomed to AC - open up the door and see a grinning Sandman and three towel-clad beauties laying on the bed and being told "Happy Birthday - pick two."

I had a great time meeting you and exchanging stories. You're a real class act.

Great photos!

Your Brazilian buddies are going to give you9's and 10's on all your pics, especially if the Pinay's are wearing Brazilian bikinis. Amazing how a great bathing suit will take a girl who is a about a 7 and turn her into a 10. I am also impressed that you managed to find some cute girls at some of the worst bars(reputation-wise) in Angeles. It just goes to show that you have to take a chance on the smaller bars now and then to find those diamonds in the rough. Great report, I really wish we would have hooked up in Pattaya but there will always be other times.

Wow Sandman, you certainly have impeccable taste in women. The pic of the trio and the owl's next girls really came out well. Beautiful girls. Looking forward to your research into the world's p4p scene.

Oh joy, I've been looking forward to this for a long time. The Great Sandman Asian Reunion Tour has begun. Give us the next does. And oh, Ms. Bikini really does it for me. Niiiicccceeee......

Well Blazers...even the bikinis didn´t seem to help. I did have a lot of fun and can´t believe we were in Pattaya but missed each other.

Thanks for all the kind comments guys.