I groggily threw all toiletries together (I hadn’t had any time in the room to actually unpack) and headed downstairs to check out and head to Bangkok. We had already removed our items from the safety box in the lobby the night before because the boxes were unavailable from 9 PM to 8 AM. It made me nervous stashing stuff like my passport in my room, but I figured it was only for a few hours and there was nothing of tremendous value that anyone would be actively looking to steal while I was out.
I was a little nervous about the taxi actually showing up – it had been booked at a little kiosk on Soi 7 the night before. The guy booking the taxi demanded the 800 baht be pre-paid, but I wasn’t about to trust that this pre-paid taxi was going to actually show up, and at 6:30 AM I didn’t figure I’d have much recourse if it didn’t. After flatly refusing to pre-pay, the guy said ‘OK, you pay in the morning’, and this system worked quite well. For some reason the guy that had booked the taxi ended up at the hotel too, I guess to make sure he actually got paid!
Not wanting to miss our flight to Singapore, I figured on leaving Pattaya four hours before our flight, not knowing what BKK rush hour traffic would be like and wanting to arrive in plenty of time for an international flight. But the ride to BKK was extremely quick and traffic non-existent, with only minor slowdowns on the toll road to the airport approaching the tollbooths. I was exHAUSTED but spent the ride mostly talking with Woodway who had had a fun time with his girl the night before from Tahitian Queen. We ended up at the airport more than two hours before the flight and the check-in gate had just begun to stir to start processing the mere couple DOZEN passengers that ended up on our flight to SIN that morning on Tiger Air.
I was nervous about the baggage limits Tiger Air, one of the new SE Asia discount carriers. I was pretty sure the limit was 15 KG (33 lbs.), and knew that on my Southwest flight a few days before the weight of my bag was 30 lbs. It ended up being 14.8 KG and no problem, but for those traveling the discount carriers, this is something to keep in mind, as they will charge extra for overweight luggage, and you are also limited to one checked bag. The GOOD news was, though, that the fare was CHEAP. Less than 100 bucks U.S., and much of this was for various unknown fees and taxes.
As soon as we checked in and were headed for the entrance inside the airport, I saw my amigo from Monterrey, Unspongebob, who had just arrived in BKK the night before and was due to meet us at the gate for the flight to SIN. He took us back behind the entrance to the check-in area to meet his date from the night before and told us the story about how he’d been extremely lucky to run into her at the airport the previous night after she had come all the way up from Pattaya to meet him. With MY luck the chick would have never found me and wasted the trip coming to meet me!
We paid the 500 baht exit gouge, made it through immigration, and then had some nutritious KFC to hopefully tide us over for the next several hours before we’d get a chance to eat again, as Tiger Air doesn’t serve a meal on the flight. Well, unless you want to order food from them, that is. Actually the prices weren’t that bad, something like $5 Sing for a sandwich. I had BIG plans for sleeping on the plane, though, and not worrying about stuff like drinks or food.
The flight was EMPTY, and even with the crew mysteriously telling us not to sit in the front 8 rows of the plane, every passenger got a whole row to themselves. If it wasn’t for the 15 or so monks (and monkettes? I never knew they had female monks!) in their orange robes, there probably weren’t 25 other passengers on the plane. Tiger Air has cut back to only two flights a day to/from Bangkok since then. I really hope they make it, as the deals they are offering are pretty incredible right now.
Despite having the whole row to myself, I couldn’t sleep on the plane to save my life, but I figured I’d go down trying, keeping my eyes closed the whole 2 hours we were in the air. I called MongerX in Singapore (FREE call via payphone at the airport) to confirm our lunch meeting at the ferry terminal as soon as we landed.
After collecting bags and hitting the ATM pretty hard for Singapore dollars (ATM’s are much more high maintenance in Batam), we headed past a guy wanting to book an expensive ride for us on to the metered taxi ‘queue’, that fortunately didn’t have anyone in front of us. I think the ride to the HarbourFront Ferry terminal/mall ended up being $17 Sing including the airport pick-up charge. It is always fun to see the flowery medians along the highway in Singapore and the incredible modern Singapore skyline had some oohs and aahs being tossed around in the back of the taxi from the cherry boys who both resolved to take pics of said skyline on the trip back and maybe stay a night the next time they were passing through. As for ME, since the price of pussy is too inflated, I couldn’t wait to head for Batam!
Getting to the food court at the top of the mall to meet up with Mx was like a maze, but eventually we got there and he showed up a few minutes after we did. I was happy as hell that he was there as it made figuring out where to go to catch the right ferry and which one to book was made a lot easier. Unfortunately he wouldn’t be able to join us for a couple more nights, and I was REALLY nervous about playing Batam tour guide on my own. Compared to Mx I knew NOTHING about the place, and while Mx is probably only at the ‘advanced beginner’ (HAHAHA!) stage of Bahasa Indonesian, I knew MAYBE 3 words (lol, now I know FIVE!!!). I DID remember where most of the places I had been to before were, however, and figured that at least we wouldn’t get LOST!
Sleeping on the (kind of crowded) ferry ride wasn’t easy either, but upon arrival in Batam I had a bit of a second wind and was pretty excited about seeing the place again. I had only been there once before, a 9 day stay on my last trip in July. After clearing immigration and paying 25 bucks U.S. for our 30 day visa and haggling for a second at the exchange booths, we changed some Sing dollars for Indonesian Rupiah and became MILLIONAIRES (lol, in the ULTIMATE funny money!) and headed out to the taxis waiting out front, where it cost 30K Rupiah to take us to our hotel.
We stayed at Island View, same as I did on my previous trip, and again, I really enjoyed my stay there. The staff was super friendly and fairly competent, I like the location, the facilities (including the free breakfast) were good/excellent (especially the pool), and other than a bit of weak A/C and some fairly thin walls (that were more of an annoyance for my neighbor USB!), I thought everything was pretty damned great for an average of $25 U.S. per night. Some staff remembering me was also kind of cool. I don’t think they get a lot of Americans running through that Hotel.
I needed to clean up before heading out, and the room never seemed to cool down the entire time. I played with the air-con remote a bit and it seemed to help (eventually), but the A/C certainly could have been cooler. It also was room-key activated, but we all soon found ways to either get the key off the ring or find an alternative to stuff in the hole to keep it running. A/C didn’t seem to be nearly as much of a problem after that initial annoyance.
Our first stop was the Center Point Mall and/or the adjacent Lucky Plaza where USB simply HAD to have his new Indo SIM card immediately. Getting a SIM was no problem, but getting it to WORK (network selection problem?) actually took a good 15 minutes of prime fishbowl (KTV or ‘booking’ places) time. Walking to the closest booking places from the mall was extremely easy. Well, except for the ULTRA-ANNOYING taxi and ojek (moto taxi) fuckers making it their MISSION in life to piss us off on the way.
Our first stop was Dynasty on the same side of the street as the malls, and we had a drink and sat there (in the dark… not sure WHY?) making goo goo eyes at the various girls scattered about the place. There were a good dozen sitting near the entrance, smoking away (AHHH, INDONESIA!!!) and looking pretty damned bored. Not seeing much of interest talent-wise, we headed across the street to Queens, and while the girls there were generally a LOT younger and lot hotter, they looked ANGRY rather than bored! I tried to explain to the two Batam cherry boys that just because the girls weren’t smiling at you or showing ANY interest, it didn’t NECESSARILY mean that they HATED YOU! I did make the point, though, that ‘bules’ weren’t exactly common in Batam, and that many girls were scared of us because we were simply a lot BIGGER than most of the people they’d ever met. And, of course, we had the reputation of being HUGE in the schlong department too, which in Indonesia, is apparently thought of as a CURSE by the female prostitute population!
I saw several HOT girls in the Queens fishbowl lineup, but USB couldn’t get over their prune faces. He was apparently content to just stand at the glass and gawk, but I prodded several times that we were going to get thrown out if we didn’t take some kind of action soon, as lookie-loos are not at ALL the favorites of the booking places. Soon enough I had made my point and we headed for A-1 pujasera for dinner.
I certainly missed the cute (and sometimes extremely HORNY!) girls of Batam, but I also VERY much missed the pujasera (outdoor food court specializing in seafood) experience in the evenings. It can be pretty damned hot and sticky in Batam during the day, but at night it cools off and enjoying an evening with friends with an ORGY of food and cold beer in a place with a major BUZZ about it was a thing very unique to Indonesia in my experience, and something I truly enjoyed on both my previous trip and this one.
That first night, though, I think the other guys were kind of in a hurry to go seek ‘entertainment’, though, so after eating we headed to the Goodway hotel by taxi in order to head to the nearby booking joints Sedona Country, and my favored mission, Britanic, to seek out a girl that had been highly recommended by MongerX, and whose photos I’d been drooling over for several weeks before the trip.
Our first stop was Sedona, and the lineup after 9 PM was SEVERELY disappointing. There were MAYBE 3 girls in the fishbowl, and another 3 in a nearby room (that may have been booked already), but if this was typical for a Wednesday night, I’d say just skip the damned place. I was kind of surprised as I hadn’t expected a Wednesday to be a busy night, and I’d seen 20+ girls at Sedona on a Friday afternoon before, with MongerX telling me that they usually had a staff in the 50-70 range. Maybe it’s just gone downhill or something too…
Luckily Britanic was just around the corner, and while it was orginally ME that was on a mission, soon the tables were turned and both of my companions booked girls and I was left hung out to dry! Mx’s recommendation was indeed there when I got there (pigging out on rice with her also big-titted friend!), but I was told she had already been booked for that evening. She seemed very flattered by the attention I gave her, and happily traded handphone numbers with me and tried to pin me down as to what time I’d be back for her the next day. We agreed on 1 PM. Meanwhile, USB and Woodway each found something they liked, and 200K apiece later, we headed in a crowded taxi back to the hotel.
I was pretty happy that my amigos had hooked up rather painlessly, but was wondering what to do myself to find companionship that evening. I had really been looking forward to booking the Britanic girl, and hadn’t thought it’d be problematic during the middle of the week, but as things turned out, she’s apparently ALWAYS booked these days. I wasn’t TOO worried as I knew that the discos would surely have attractive options that night, but it had been the booking joints that I had been looking forward to hitting, not the discos.
But when I got to thinking about some of the girls I knew had been found at the discos by Mx and others, I got more and more excited about going there. I saw the guys off to their rooms with their dates and we agreed that I’d call them later to head for the discos.
I still had some time to kill before that, though, so I figured I’d head to a store and buy some supplies for the room (I had the mini-bar items taken out, as is my usual custom). But by the time I reached the mall, the lights were out and the place was closed. Hmm, what’s a horny guy to do after 10 PM in Batam with booking joints less than 2 locks away? HMMMM…
My first thought was to head a couple more blocks to Femina to find ‘Jenny’, the girl with the PERFECT tits from my last trip. Originally I had planned to avoid her for a few days in order to get as full of a Batam experience as possible before possibly getting tied down to a ‘darling’. But having struck out on plan A that evening, there was a GREAT temptation to go see if she was available. In the end, the temptation ended up being too great, and I did walk down there, but (luckily?) she was already booked that night. OK, on to plan C!
I decided to give Queens one last look before heading back to the hotel to see if the guys wanted to join me on a trip to Pacific Disco. As it turns out, I was glad I did, though I have certainly had better sex in my life! All the same girls from earlier that evening were still in their same places, but all seemed a little perkier this time around. I guess if I had come BACK that meant that I had seen something I liked? I ended up choosing a girl that was quite small and quite young. And when she turned out to be extremely inexperienced as well, I had flashbacks to some of the TERRIBLE lays I had in Batam the previous July.
KNOWING that I was taking a chance booking a girl with obvious newbie signs about her (no cellphone, didn’t smoke, ZERO English), I decided I’d take her upstairs for short time, where at least if I had a bad time it would be CHEAP and there would be no hard feelings about kicking her to the curb and being rid of her. And once inside the little curtained off booth with a mattress and a shower upstairs, it became immediately obvious that I had read her very right: She was a TOTAL rookie.
Luckily for me, she was a rookie with a decent work ethic, and a bit of a desire to please. Unluckily for me, she was TERRIFIED of the size of my dick. She apparently TRIED for the better part of the next hour to get it inside her, but we’d always get the same result, where she’d fight with all her might to keep me from putting anything but the tip in. She’d then encourage me to squirt as quickly as possible to get the whole experience OVER WITH!
Now the more gentlemanly of you probably would have cut her loose and just moved on within the first 5 minutes of this experience, but I was kind of amused by it all. I was VERY attracted to her tight little body, and perving on her inexperience. Each time I got thrown off by the bucking 85 lb. Spinner, I was anticpating that the NEXT time she’d actually let me put it in halfway and then we’d be in business. Of course we only had an hour in the room, so after a good 45 minutes of the stop-start thing, I figured it was time to try alternative methods, to include jerking off if needed (of course this was after the little princess nearly hit the CEILING when I mentioned the possiblity of ‘ice cream’!).
Ultimately I tried what I had tried with Cherry Girl in Angeles on my last trip, just humping the wet spot instead of trying any sort of formal pre-meditated penetration. This girl was certainly more enthusiastic about the non-penetration part, and soon started bucking her hips with mine and kissing me. As with cherry girl, though, eventually, the slickness led to me slipping it inside ever so slightly, and this time I got a few winces, but didn’t get knees or elbows to any prominent parts! It only took a few seconds of THIS to make me TOTALLY lose it and expel the day’s pent up load. And immediately afterward, my little newbie girl got ALL happy! She had successfully done her job and SURVIVED the ordeal!
She got extremely affectionate and was very playful in the post boom2 shower. As we walked smiling down the stairs arm in arm, the old broad that watches over the short time rooms laughed and said ‘tomorrow, booking!’. I laughed too and said ‘OH YES!!!’, thinking to myself that I couldn’t IMAGINE a more high-maintenance date! As soon as we hit the bottom of the stairs I said ‘bye bye’ and got the hell out of there as quickly as I could!
I ended up walking back to the hotel, and got turned around a couple times in the process when I couldn’t see the landmarks well enough behind buildings in front of me. It was a nice night, though, and besides the jackass ojek drivers laughing at the dumb bule stumbling around in the dark, not at all an unpleasant experience.
When I got back to the room some time after midnight, I dutifully gave the guys a call to see if they wanted to head to the disco. They both begged off, and I was kind of happy they did, as the fact that I was still TIRED was beginning to become VERY obvious. I decided to just rinse off the sweat from my walk and hit the pillow.
I woke up in the middle of the night, however, because of the incessant sound of what I thought was a doorbell that they have on all the doors at Island View. I knew it wasn’t MY doorbell, but the damned thing kept going off and I couldn’t get back to sleep (It turned out to be the bell in the elevator. Aaaargh!!!). GREAT, I thought, it’s the middle of the goddamned night and I can’t sleep. What the HELL am I going to do now? I got no girl here with me, and it’s not like Batam has 24 hour internet cafes!
And then I remembered: Uhh, the discos are open until SEVEN A.M.!!! What in the HELL was I waiting for?
I quickly dressed and decided to head to Planet disco immediately behind my hotel instead of heading out by taxi to the bigger and more popular Pacific. My thinking was that it would be easier (and cheaper!) to just walk a girl up the stairs to the hotel instead of the round-trip via taxi from Pacific. I also hadn’t really spent much time at Planet disco last trip and wanted to give it more of a shot.
And really, there isn’t much reason to give Planet much of a shot: It’s smaller than Pacific, the guy-girl ratio is much worse, and there are many fewer girl options there than there are at Pacific. But I always ended up having pretty good luck at Planet, and it WAS extremely convenient to the Island View Hotel.
THIS time, however, I thought I’d made a bad mistake when 10 minutes after entering and ordering a drink, the lights came on and people started heading for the exit! I looked at my watch and it was only 5 AM, and I was wondering why the HELL the place was closing so soon?
Heading outside, however, I noticed a pretty active parking lot scene, and heading over for a closer look, saw that there were a good number of people (and a decent number of sluttily dressed GIRLS) at an outdoor café area around the building outside Planet Holiday hotel. As this looked fairly interesting, I ordered a large beer (20K rupiah, GREAT deal) and sat down to gawk. The girls ended up mostly heading home fairly quickly, apparently most of them had been waiting for their ‘own’ ojek driver to come and fetch them. But there ended up being a young cutie showing some SERIOUS cleavage that kept staring in my direction and then playing shy girl and turning toward her friend, giggling. Her friend was an obvious flit, looked to be a ladyboy in training. Eventually after a few minutes of flirting, the ladyboy-to-be came over and asked if I liked its’ friend. I said sure, and we traded #’s, and pretty soon we were texting about a short time hook up while trading stares and giggles.
Finally the gay friend motioned me over and we hashed out the final details (the girl spoke ZERO English), 150K for the girl ST, and my hotel was just up the steps. I then headed up the steps with the girl and got her to make noises that Unspongebob next door would try to imitate a couple hours later at breakfast! The girl apparently REALLY enjoyed the agony of getting torn apart by bule dick. And after a good 40 minutes of boning, I figured it was the best $16 bucks I’d ever spent at 5:30 in the morning in my entire life! WELCOME TO BATAM!!!
