I chose to go to Acapulco for 2 main reasons:

Acapulco is a real city in addition to a resort. For 100s of years it was the largest city on the West Coast of the Americas. For almost 300 years the Manila Galleon sailed from here which was Spain’s only trade route to Asia.

Having made many trips to Tijuana it seemed the girls there I found attractive invariably came from Acapulco. Like a placer gold miner I wanted to find the Mother Lode.

Trip did not start smoothly. My flight from San Jose to Guadalajara was cancelled so Mexica Airlines paid for a taxi to SFO so I could get a later flight which would put me into Acapulco at the same time as the original itinerary. Worked out OK and I arrived at the Acapulco Airport about 11:00AM Sunday March 2. Got a taxi to the hotel for about $15.00.

Got to Bali Hai hotel and it was exactly what I was hoping for. It was a 2-story motel type arrangement. Had 2 nice pools in the center area and an outdoor bar in the pool area. It also had a restaurant but it wasn’t appealing and I never ate there. Its location was perfect. On Costera road and right at the dividing line where the Tourist section meets the real city section. Most of what I was interested in I could walk to. The majority of guests at the hotel were French Canadians and they were very unfriendly.

I was pretty tired at this point having been in transit since 7:00PM yesterday. Walked around a little and took a nap.

First Night:

Started every evening with a Viagra. If you question the manliness of this think of it in comparison to being able to greatly increase your performance in a sport. No matter how good you are at something if you could easily increase your performance 20-80% wouldn’t you jump at it?

Walked to Diana Circle on Costera. A tout sold me a pass to the 4 clubs: Tabares, Tabares II, Foxies and Chica’s. Both Tabares and Chica’s are 1 block from the circle I was curious where Foxies was. The tout said it was 2 blocks toward west toward my hotel so I set out to find it. Well it’s more difficult to find as it is on the back of a large Plaza building across the street from the beach. It was bout 9:30 when I went in and there was myself and one other guy there. I was seated and immediately joined by a pretty slender petit woman. Since this is what I had gone to Acapulco for I gave no resistance.

I bought her a ladies drink and very soon there after she asked if I wanted a table dance. For 200pesos we went to a dark corner of the club and she gave me a fully nude full contact table dance. After one song she asked if I wanted us to go to a private room and I was happy to answer in the affirmative. The next question was if I had a condom. Not because there was a choice as to would we use one but she didn’t want to have to buy one from the house. This happened almost everywhere for the rest of the trip. I always bring Natural Lamb and Avanti condoms with me. Their sensitivity is so much greater than the latex ones. It is false economy to save a buck on the condom when it ruins the experience. The trip to the room cost 1500 Pesos and was good but we returned immediately to the club, which was still empty, and she left to stand by the door.

Decided to walk back to Tabare’s/Chica’s but before I got there a tout stopped me, said there was no one at the clubs and told me he take me to a brothel. We went by taxi to Rebecca’s about 7 women lined up. They were 5s to 7s. I chose a slender one and sat down with a drink. She said it would be 1500 Pesos for 1 hour. I got her to agree to 2 roles in the hour. She looked to be in her late 20s but she said she was much older than that. It was about midnight now and I called it a day.

Second day: Started the day late morning. Walked toward Town Center and Zocalo. Went past the Fort San Diego. It is closed one day a week. Today, Monday. Got to Town Center and a tout / certified tour guide stopped me and led me to the flea market. On the way we talked about girls. From there he took me to a brothel on the hill above Caleta. There were 4 girls ages 19-22 with 6-8 looks. The 8 took me to the room for 1000Pesos. Had a good but unnoteable time with her.

Went back to the hotel for a siesta.

Decided to walk to Zocalo for dinner. It’s a nice place with a bandstand type structure, lots of big trees and many restaurants. There have been reports of street girls here but I never fund any. In fact I was unable to find any street girls anywhere at any time.

Walking back toward my hotel I checked into a club called Lion Roja (Red Lion) and there were 3 or 4 unattractive women so I left immediately. A block further there are 2 clubs, one over the other. Checked out the bottom one and went immediately upstairs. I was told the sow would start in 5 minutes (it was 9:30PM) and 20 minutes later it still hadn’t started I went back downstairs. A reasonably attractive girl (they all say they are 19 or 20) asked me buy a table dance and go to the room and for 1000pesos I was happy to comply.

Walking southeast toward the hotel again I stopped into Tabara’s II. It is one block inland from the huge Mexican flag by the beach. It was kind of slow so I went next door to a club called Kisses. A very attractive girl (about a 9) latched on to me. We had table dance and a really excellent 1000 peso trip to the back room. It was then I did the only thing I regret from this trip. We went back to the club and she sat with me in only her panties. I had a slight headache and was tired so I left. I should have spent more time with her.

Day 3: Had tour guide take me to the Princess Hotel (beautiful), the cross on the top of the hill, and several other tourist places.

I have often enjoyed the street girls in TJ so I went to Zona Roja to see what was there. There are about 10 bars and each one has a really disgusting woman out front. There was one who was less repulsive than the rest and she gave me a BBBJ for 100 pesos but I didn’t respect myself afterward. Don’t go there unless you have a desire for really fat, ugly, AIDs infected whores.

From there I took a taxi to Platforma. There was one other guy there and 3 women sitting at a table. It was about 10:30 by now so I didn’t expect it to get much better. Another post says it can be great or it can suck. At least this Wednesday night it sucked.


Then I took a Taxi to Chica’s. Amazing place. 30-40 girls all form 8-10s. A 9 sat down with me and started rubbing me in all the right places. I was in less of a hurry tonight than in previous nights. We talked and watched the show for a fairly long time. The show is great, not only are you watching a dancer getting naked but you are also watching the girl’s shower and dress as this is all in view of everyone.

Eventually it was time. I passed on the table dance. I recommend this as you are spending $20 so she can convince you that you want to take her to the room. But you don’t need any convincing. Also one time, I tell you about it later, I was asked for a table dance and when I said I wanted to go to the room she said she didn’t do that. I would have wasted the $20. The trip cost 1500pesos and was well worth it. Afterward she took care of a few things and after dancing she was back with me. Around 01:00 she asked if I wanted another trip to the room or she could go to my hotel if I wanted. I think it was about 2300Pesos for her to come back to the hotel for a couple of sessions. I finally got to sleep at 04:00.

Day 4: Wednesday. Went Scuba diving. There were some interesting box fish and a really beautiful sea urchin, about 12” black with 5 white triangles, 9” long spikes which ate black at the base and white on the top half, and most impressive were the rows of iridescent blue dots between the triangles. Other than that the diving was only OK. The water was cloudy with about 10’ visibility and cold at the top and very cold deeper.

There were some snorkelers on the boat. 2 French Canadian women, only one spoke English, and 4 Michigan College girls on spring break. The Canadians were much more interesting to talk to except when we were returning to the beach we went by a restaurant and guys at the restaurant were jumping up and down. I waved back and the felt like a fool when I realized they were responding to the girls in bikinis sunning on the roof of the boat.

The guide, driver and I then went to Playa Caletilla. They had gazpacho and I had a dozen oysters. They were really good, almost no fishy flavor and a very nice meaty texture.

They then took me to a brothel, I believe the name was Linda’s, on Color Ginda. There were 5 girls in the 6-9 range. I selected a very slender one. She gave me a very good massage, french kissed me and then a BBBG followed by great sex. All for 1000 Pesos. She was 19 years old, about 5’2” and weighed about 85 pounds. The perfect spinner.

Had dinner later at a restaurant which had big stone bowls which they brought to the table very hot with 3 or 4 types of meat, onions and vegetables are in the bowl and continue to cook in the bowl at the table. It was a great meal and with a few beers I had to call it a night.

Day 5: Thursday. I had made arrangements earlier to have a girl I had met previously to meet me at my hotel at 10:00. I waited out front and had just about given up hope of her arriving when she showed up at 10:30 with an excuse about traffic. First order of business was a trip to the room for a roll. Afterward we hung out for a while then had lunch and went to the Quick auto rental office to rent a car. The agent, named Rio, said he didn’t have any cars until 4:00PM so we killed the time till then by walking the beach.

After getting the car we drove to a park near her house so I could meet her there on Friday. There is a tunnel, which goes east through the mountain and ends very near her house. However locals never use it because the toll is $4.50 each way. I don’t think she had ever been in it. There fore we took another way. It is round about and very congested. It is my belief that they build speed bumps and don’t maintain these roads to encourage people to use the tunnel but it doesn’t work. She said it often takes 2 hours to get from home to work and it can be done if 5 minutes via the tunnel. Driving here made me appreciate my motorcycle training. One has to be constantly alert to everything all around the car and also aware of the road surface. Just like on a motorcycle without the agility.

We drove back to the Hotel to say goodbye and then I drove her to the Taxi stand for her to ride home. I wanted to drive her home but she didn’t want me to.

Day 6 Friday: We had agreed for me to meet her at the park near her house at 10:00. I arrived about 9:50 and by 10:30 she still hadn’t shown up. There was a pay phone at the park but I didn’t know how to use it. Eventually I found a pharmacy where I could buy a calling card and with some trial and error I was able to make the call. Someone answered the phone and I couldn’t make out whom it was so I hung up. After thinking about it a minute I called back and told my friend that I was waiting at the park. In about 20 minutes she joined me.

The first order of business was to go back to the hotel and get reacquainted. Walking along Costera that morning I had picked up a brocure about a boat trip called Jungle Tours. It said the met at the hotel where Tony Roma’s is at 12:00. She wanted to go on the trip so we hurried and walked over to the hotel. They were no longer there. We caught a taxi to the office where I had gotten the brocure. We got there at 12:05 and they were gone. The tour was to the Laguna de Coyuca north of town. It is supposed to be where the Rambo II movie was made. She knew how to get there so we drove that way. At the edge of town we caught up to the van so we followed it to the launch site. They said we could join them for 50pesos less because we didn’t go on the van.

The lagoon is really large. The took us by an island with lots of birds, white pelicans, cormorants, and a white bird which made its feathers stand straight out. From there we went to another island where they gave us a lunch and mescal. This took a very long time I believe to make the tour seem longer. We then continued up the lagoon. Saw some fishermen throwing out nets. They could make it hit the water in a perfect circle. At the end was a sand bar and you could see the waves crashing on the other side of the sand bar. We were told in the rainy season the sand bar is breached and it is very dangerous. From there we continued back to the van. I asked for a partial refund as the didn’t tell us anything along the was, there was no jungle and they didn’t have access to a place to swim any more. A 100peso lunch and 100peso boat ride seamed about right but they wouldn’t budge. I don’t recommend anyone go on the “Jungle Tours” trip.

We went back to the hotel and said goodbye and I drove her home. When I turned in the car Rio asked about my friend. I said I took her home. He wanted to know how old she was guessing 16 or 17. She had told me she was 19. He then told me this joke: A farmer needs a new bull for his farm so he and his wife go to a farm where one is for sale. The first farmer says “the bull looks pretty old.” The second farmer says “he can service 50 cows in a week”. The first farmer’s wife hits him in the ribs and says “I wish you were more like that.” To which the first farmer asked the second farmer “Yes but with how many cows?” It seemed appropriate at the time and time would validate it.

As this was my last night in Acapulco I was not about to call it quits. Other posts had talked about streetwalkers on Costera after 9:30 to 10:00 so I cruised looking for them. In all of Acapulco I never found a streetwalker. The Federalies probably chased them away. There was one girl hanging out in from of the Pirate bar. She just stood there. She was pretty and dressed nicely but less so than most of the women tourists.

About 10:30 I went into Tabares I. Nothing was happening yet. About 11:00 there were 4 girls in the club. The first girl to dance was the same one I had seen standing on the street. Either she was just killing time or she was trying to earn a little extra before work. Nothing happening here quickly so I go to Chica’s which is just around the corner.

Lots going on here. There are beautiful girls everywhere I look. One sits down next to me and we talk and she starts rubbing me. After a while we go to the private room and enjoy each others company. When we return to the club she sits with me and we talk some more until the time comes, around midnight, when the have their grand show when all the girls put on evening gowns, stand on occupied tables and remove all their clothing for no change. On Tuesday the girl I was with danced for me and then rejoined me. This girl went off and another danced on my table then she left. I don’t know how they knew exactly what I wanted.

At this point there was no urgency so I sipped my Coke Light and watched the show. There was one girl who caught my eye. She was petit with a decent rack and looked kind of young and tentative. After a while she and a friend came up to me and a guy at the next table. I made sure the one I had been watching ended up at my table. We chatted for a while and then we made for the room. 1000pesos. When sh undressed she was lovlier than I could believe. After hooding up she tried to put on a second condom but I didn’t let her. Making love to her was exquisite. Not because of her skill but just because of her beauty. Afterwards I asked he how old she was. She said 19. When I questioned that she said 17. Absolutely wonderful.

We sat together for a while and then I excused myself. Went back around the corner to Tabares I. There is lots going on here now. I sit down and they seat a big black guy next to me. He is on spring break from a Michigan University. It is abvious he is a football player and he confirms that is the case. A woman sits on my lap and another on his. He has brought limited cash and no credit or ATM cards. I tell him he fucked up and he agrees. He goes to the table dance area and comes back and says he is happy. The girl with me says if we go she will give me a bbbg. We go up and it is a crouded area. There are about 10 recling chairs with a guy on each with a girl working on him. Next to me is an old guy getting a blow job. I open my pance and my girl say that will cost more. The bbbj she promised would be 900pesos. That is way too much. Especially in this setting which is admitedly interesting.

It is about 3:30 now and I have heard about a club called Sombreros which is back by TabaresII so I take a taxi there. Nothing at Sombreros so I go to Kisses hoping to find the girl from the second night. There is a girl who I think is her but she is not. After she sits down I can see she isn’t as pretty and is fatter. She asks if I want a table dance and I say I want to go to the room. She says she doesn’t do that and I leave. Go next door to TabaresII.

Immediatly on walking in a pretty lady grabs me and asks me to go to the room. That is just what I had in mind. We were in the room undressed before I even knew her name. We had a good boffing and then we went back to the club. Around 05:00 Saturday morning they were starting to close the club down. The girl said she was going to go to my room so I gave her the hotel name and my room number. She went away and said she would be right back. On the stage there was a 2 girl sex act with a dildo and penetration. After that they got up on stage in 3s and got naked trying to get someone to take them home. I’m in a dilema because I don’t know what the girl I had been with was doing.

This is the only club I was at at closing time but it was wild! There were absolutely perfect girls trying to get someone to take them home.

I went back to my hotel alone to see if my girl was there. She wasn’t so I walked over to Foxy’s to see if there was anything happening there. It was almost empty but a pretty girl with huge breasts sat down with me. Of to the room we went.

It was about 07:00 when we finally came out. For some reason I was surprised to see the sun coming up. While I was waiting to cross the street to my hotel a tout came up to me and asked if I wanted a girl. I told him I had just had sex 6 times with 5 girls and that was enough. In retrospect there were 2 progressions which occurred during the night. I started with a girl with teaspoon size breasts and a full bush and ended with a clean shaven woman with shovel size breasts.

I asked for a wake up call for 2 hours later to have time to pack and get to the airport. A really nice guy took me to the airport. He said he had been a fisherman in San Diego for 25 years and his wife made him go back to Acapulco. After checking in. I went back out to the tent, which had been set up in front of the terminal. It was an aviation convention and I killed most of the time before the flight going through the tent.

While we were taxing to the runway I saw a Lear Jet flying by with smoke on. It was putting on a show with rolls and loops. I’d never seen a Lear Jet doing aerobatics. Especially over an active commercial runway. It is refreshing to go somewhere that is not so latigis as the US. As we taxied out I saw a great statit display of military aircraft which I hadn’t seen while in the tent.

Flew to Mexico DF. There was a line which people had to go through to get into the section of the terminal I would be flying from. Everyone was just starting their trip and there were a bunch of frantic Spring Breakers. I don’t know if it was the week in Mexico, the two hours of sleep or the sex but I was so mellow. It was a trip watching these people freaking out and feeling completely peaceful.

Got something to eat at the terminal then got the plane to Guadalajara. At Guadalajara everyone had to get off the plane so US agents could go through it. While I was waiting in the terminal I got 2 hotdogs and just when I had gotten them the came looking for me to rush me onto the bus to go out to the plane. The said I couldn’t take the food on the plane but after I protested they let me on the bus. We then sat in the bus and I finished the dogs.

On the trip to San Jose there was a beautiful woman sitting directly in front of me and she had a darling 3 year old daughter. The 3 year old never sat still and we played silly games together. It made me sad to think in Acapulco I had seen girls just like her begging or selling Chicklets to cars stopped at traffic lights.