In the morning I walked over to the nearby mall to get some food. They had a TGI Friday's which looked good, but instead I opted for the quick and easy option and grabbed a bite to eat at Burger King. Afterwards I decided to stop at the bank a block away to get more money. I already had a decent amoun in my hotel room, but Latin American countries can be a pain-in-the-ass to get money from on weekends with banks closing and ATM's emptied, so I decided to play safe. Unfortunately this bank was no faster than the Western Union, I spent 20-30 minutes as the teller went through all the paperwork. We were further delayed becaused he had to ask for assistance because the process was complex and he was unfamiliar with it, and this was only to change $200 US to quetzales.

With a full stomach and extra cash, I was ready to move to Ramada Conquistador in Zone 4. I wanted to experience different hotels, and this one was near several clubs I needed to research and walking distance to Zone 1, so I packed up and settled my bill downstairs. I walked to the corner of Avenida Reforma and contemplated taking a bus for 1Q (.15 US), but instead decided on security and convenience and paid $4 US for a cab.

Ramada Conquistador in Zone 4

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When I went to check in at the Ramada, the gentlemen at the front desk quoted me a higher price than the lady had the previous evening. I showed him the card I wrote the quote on and he went to ask her about it. He then explained that the quote did not include breakfast which was fine with me as I rarely wake up early enough to take advantage of them. After filling out the paperwork, he ended up giving me the breakfast for free anyways. I suspected that he possibly just tried to charge me more as a tourist, but it didn't think about it much.

Usually there's someone to help with luggage, but there wasn't at the time so I just went upstairs on my own. I really liked how the room was laid out. The door opened to a section with a couch, coffee table, and work desk. An opening to the right led to double beds with a closet and small fridge facing. A key safe was in the closet, I assume I had to get the key at the front desk but didn't bother. A path near the fridge led to the bathroom. The shower seemed small, but otherwise the bathroom looked very nice.

I did a little bit of roaming around the immediate area after unpacking, but I didn't find any additional clubs on my list. I had names of some places that were supposed to be nearby, but no addresses. I spotted some other bars, but they looked to me like they were more likely locals pubs so I didn't go into any of them, I already had a full list of places to research.

After my brief tour, I decided to head to Zone 1 as the walk wasn't too bad. On the way I stopped by the Inguit tourist office where I picked up a map. My Lonely Planet guide suggested they had some nice maps here, what I found were photocopies of tourist targeted maps which had less information than the ones in the guide itself, but I guess it was helpful since I could carry it around more comfortably than the book.

I continued north into Zone 1 where I started to see all the street vendors. They were lined up everywhere and offered all sorts of items, the most popular seeming to be clothes and pirated DVDs and Video CDs.

Hotel Chalet Suizo in Zone 1

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My first planned stop was Hotel Chalet Suizo on Avenida 7, recommended by Lonely Planet as a popular budget option and identified as guest friendly on another site. I snapped a couple pics before heading inside. The first thing I noticed was that unlike all of the other hotels, this place didn't appear to have any security guards. The single gentlemen at the reception desk showed me one of the rooms after helping out a backpacking couple. The room was very simple and bare, but functional. On the plus side the room was inexpensive at just over $20 US for a night, but the lack of security and the ambiance of the hotel wasn't what I expected. The hotel seemed too geared towards backpacker types than those more concerned about comfort and security. I grabbed a map with the number and said I'd be back.

I crossed over to Avenida 6 which appeared to be one of the main streets, especially for the street vendors. A mall near 12 had a movie theater and some ATMs out front. I then continued north to visit some tourist sites from my Lonely Planet Guide. I spent the rest of the afternoon walking around this area.

As evening approached I ended up walking back to the Ramada. The distance back was the same, but it seemed shorter, probably because I was already familiar with it.

When I went to take a shower I ran into an interesting predicament. Never before had I encountered a shower where you had to stand inside in the path of the water to turn it on. The door opened inwards towards the shower head and there was no lower spout. After spending a minute on the puzzle, I stepped inside and attempted to gently turn the water on. Instead I got a full blast of cold water in my face and body. I wasn't too happy about that. I realized that I could redicet the water to a hand unit and point it towards the wall, but the small shower still made the cold water bounce back on me. I ran both handles for a couple minutes before realizing I had no hot water. I grudgingly took a cold shower and decided I wasn't going to bother with this the Ramada for another evening.

I headed out around 7:30pm to the International Flamingo, identified in my notes as a strip club. I walked by this place the previous day, so I knew where it was. At the small complex, I walked down the parking ramp to the lower level and around the corner to the entrance.

There were only a few ladies working when I arrived, but a couple looked attractive from a distance. One of the attractive ones approached shortly after I sat down and asked if she could join me. Since I just arrived and thinking that the prices might be like Oro Solido, I told her that I preferred to be alone for the moment. She smiled slightly and walked away.

I ordered a drink while I watched the strip shows and looked around the club. Another cute lady approached soon after, but rather than asking, she just plopped down beside me. While she wasn't as pretty, she had a very nice body. She looked like she worked out, which she would confirm later by flexing for me.

I bought a drink for my companion, who turned out to be another beauty from Honduras. I thought to myself that I might want to do some further research into hobbying in Honduras as I seemed most drawn to these ladies in Guatemala. I asked about the doors on both sides of the stage and were told they were changing rooms. I didn't see any other inviting doors besides the bathrooms, so I assumed that service here was takeout only. The Honduran suggested joining me a short time later at my hotel. I told her I was going to see more of the city and would probably return later. It was possible as a backup, but I knew it was unlikely since the selection seemed mediocre and I didn't want to pay for an entire evening. I left shortly after that.

Int. Flamingo Zone 4	Cats in Zone 9
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I walked south into Zone 4 towards Cats which I had read some good comments on. They charged a cover, but in return gave me a ticket to trade in for a beer. Once inside, the first thing I noticed was that the lighting was very dim, even darker than most of the other clubs. Quite a few ladies were working, but it was difficult to make out their faces without walking right up to them. I wandered around trying to get a better look without staring. A few looked appealing, but I couldn't get a really clear view and none of this seemed very interested.

I walked around a bit more before I was finally approached by one of the ladies who looked very cute from a distance. Standing directly in front of me, I saw that she was a bit heavier than I wanted and not as attractive, but she seemed to have a great personality so I invited her for a drink anyways. She led me towards the back to show me a small pool outside and the VIP area where we took a seat at one of the couches. She also turned out to be from Honduras, and once seated, ended up being one of the more aggressive ladies of my trip. Most of the time she was touching me somewhere, and for a while was straddling my lap facing me.

Despite her aggressiveness, she didn't mention spending time together so I had to. I did so subtly by asking about the staircase we walked past, knowing that they probably led to short time rooms. When she confirmed this, I asked about the prices. I think the price was about 500Q or $62 US which seemed slightly above average, but as a selling point the Honduran mentioned she did anal. The anal wasn't something I was that interested in, but the fact that I was with a more sexually open lady sealed the deal for me.

After paying, we walked upstairs and entered one of the rooms. Our room had a large bed with a TV facing it. We also had our own bathroom which I definitely preferred. She turned on the TV to a porn channel then got undressed.

The service was good, but not quite as nice as I had expected. My enjoyment also seemed tempered by her looks now that the initial high of her attitude was wearing off. She might have sensed a little disenchantment, or maybe I was just lasting too long, because she then offered back-door entry.

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Her interest in it picked me up a bit, but then this was soon affected by an unpleasant smell that arose. I had to play some tricky mind games with myself to put that smell out of my hand, so I concentrated on the TV porn, gripped her ass more tightly, pounded away more aggressively and breathed through my mouth until I was able to come.

I took a few pictures afterwards and she gave me her phone number and what looked like her passport picture before I left. A lot more ladies seemed to be working downstairs while I was walking out, but it was as dark as ever so I didn't spend any time trying to get a better look at their faces.

I had some time to kill before I would be ready to roll again, so I decided to head back into Zone 9. I decided to start off at Garotas, and since it was a relatively long walk, I decided to take a cab. I told him to take me to Caprichos since Garotas was supposedly new. In anticipation of the Sunday that was approaching, I asked my driver if he knew of any places open on Sunday. He told me the only club that would be open would be Samba, and coincidently, we just happened to drive past it then.

I had a beer in Caprichos and saw mostly the same talent that I had seen my first night, but my Guatemalan "Cruiser" was missing. A couple ladies were very tempting, but I had more places to visit. I left soon to head to Garotas around the corner.

I received the familiar pat down at the gate in the small courtyard before entering the club. Garotas was less than I expected with a relative few ladies and customers. I did spot a blond dancer that intrigued me, but she was busy with a group of two other gentlemen and another lady after her dance set. I didn't find any other ladies interesting, so I decided to continue on.

Garotas in Zone 9	Paradise in Zone 9
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Paradise was a couple blocks away, so I made my way there. There weren't many customers here, but there were a decent number of ladies. I only found one of them to be very appealing. She had pale white skin and a large caboose, but otherwise had some nice curves and a very sensual look about her. She could have gotten herself some business, but she didn't seem too interested in being social so I didn't approach her. While the lineup here didn't seem too impressive, I really liked the bright lighting which made it easy to get a clear view of the ladies. I probably appreciated this even more after being in Cats earlier. I decided I'd try to return another day and left for the next club.

Casablanca was next. I had visited in the day when no one was available, so I had to see the evening lineup. Unfortunately, it was virtually nonexistent or I just arrived too late, but I suspect it was the former. One of the three ladies working seemed to take an interest in me and left a table of other gentlemen to talk to me. She wasn't very attractive, but I bought her a drink anyways. She seemed genuinely interested and caressed my knee which was a little tempting, especially after getting a low price quote in the range of $30 US, but with my limited time I decided I didn't want to scrape the barrel unless I absolutely had to. I spoke with her a little longer before heading to Club Venus.

Casablanca in Zone 9	Club Venus in Zone 9
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Few ladies were working at Club Venus as well, and unlike Casablanca, I was the only customer. An older blond with a decent body asked to sit with me and buy her a drink. I ended up agreeing as I didn't feel like being rude even though there was no way I'd be taking her. She rested her legs on top of mine and suggested it a few times, but I politely declined.

It was getting late and I didn't find any particularly interesting ladies at any of the clubs that I hadn't sessioned at, so I decided to head over to Moulin Rouge where I knew there were a few that I liked. A waiter in the lobby recognized me from the previous night and welcomed me in.

Moulin Rouge in Zone 9

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There were fewer ladies working when I arrived, it appeared that many were probably taken for the evening, but I did spot two of the ones I was most interested in, unfortunately they were both with customers. One was the flirtatious lady from the previous night, she left her customer to come over to greet me. She wanted to spend time with me, but she said that she already agreed to an all-night with the customer she was with. She offered to go with me if I wanted to take her instead. I told her I couldn't but asked the price out of curiousity. She told me 1800Q which was about $150 US more than I wanted to pay. She wrote down her name and number and told me to call her. She also pointed me out to her blond sister before leaving soon with her customer.

The other lady I was interested in seemed to free up, but she kept disappearing into the back and really didn't seem interested in working. I was running out of time to pick a lady unless I headed over to Platinum, but decided to stay. Eventually I decided to call the blond sister over.

The blond only had a decent face, but looked really cute in a cowgirl outfit she was wearing. I bought her a drink and we talked for a while. I found out both she and her sister were from Honduras like most ladies I was finding myself hooking up with. The club thinned out further while we were talking, so I asked her if she wanted to continue in one of the rooms. She happily agreed and we were on our way after I paid.

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Our time spent turned out to be pleasant and passionate. She was better than I expected as she initially seemed kind of shy, but she was a lot of fun when we were alone. I couldn't tell for sure, but she seemed relatively new at this and also seemed to take a liking to me. I got a few pictures of her before giving her a kiss goodnight and heading out.

I was hungry and everything looked closed, so I hailed a cab to help me find a 24hr restaurant. He ended up taking me to one which was pretty far away, and the far there and back to my hotel ended up being 100Q, almost $13 US, about 3 times what I ended up spending on my meal. I quickly devoured my burger and fries before retiring to bed.

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