Cambodia Trip report – May 2002

Day 1 – Woke up at the obscenely early hour of 6am, which was at least better than Mitch, who never got the opportunity to wake up, having not slept in the first place. I took great pleasure in knocking on his door at the Miami Hotel, Sukhumvit and getting his arse in gear for our trip to the Cambo border.

We headed to Ekkami and got the bus to Trat, stopping along the way in Chanthaburi, I think, where we had a good laugh at a backpacker trying to haggle the bus fare down from 30 baht to 20 baht, all because his bloody 3 year old Lonely Planet told him it was 20 baht. I tried to intervene as the driver was ready to go, but he gave me a ‘i’m an experienced worldwise traveller so fuck off’ look. Hope he had better luck with the next bus, as he point blank refused to get on this one.

After the usual Thai hold ups and general Thainess along the way, we eventually made it to the border at 4:40pm, just in time. The old ‘vaccination certificate scam’ seems to be finished, in its place is a pay 1100 baht for your visa, as apposed to a much more reasonable $20. Neither of us could be bothered to argue with the border being so close to closing, so we paid up and jumped in a taxi to Koh Kong. It was so nice not to have to run the gauntlet of boat boys that used to be the only way to get there, instead our nice 4 wheel car took us effortlessly over the new bridge.

We hadn’t decided on accommodation yet, but there were plenty of helpful young Cambodian chaps keen to take the stress of choosing one away from our weary souls. As it was Mitch’s first time, he gave me the team leader shirt, and I asked our driver to take us to the Rasmey makara, but he was very keen to promote a ‘new hotel’. As it was on the way to the Makara I let him take us there, and we ended up outside the Bopha Koh Kong, which had recently been renovated and did indeed look very nice. Neither of the two receptionists spoke a word of English, but eventually we established that the rooms were 300 baht, and after a quick inspection, they looked fine and we checked in.

One major benefit of the Bopha Koh Kong is that it is very close to Otto’s, so after we freshened up we headed there for a bite to eat. The first sign that the hotel had ‘problems’ was that Mitch’s hot shower was cold, so he had to use mine. Otto’s was its usual self, with old Bo the Swedish guy wandering around looking for odd jobs to do, and it appeared, if he couldn’t find one that needed doing, he would just get his hammer and nails out and start hitting them everywhere. Otto was happily playing on his computer and his family were huddled around the t.v.

Then it was Mitch’s turn to see what being in Westlife, or Boyzone feels like, as we boarded motos and headed out to the infamous Red Zone. True to form, we were instantly mobbed by about a dozen girls, and I was spotted by Nong, one of the girls I had a threesome with on my last trip. She was as lovely as ever, with those gorgeous big boobies peeping over her top to get a better look. Mitch struck lucky too, as a absolute beauty called Sam grabbed him and we sat down for a few beers.

We had a laugh, but instinct says to reject the first offer, and we insisted on a wander about the Red Zone, much to Nong and Sams displeasure. It was great as we got mobbed at every place, and I spotted 7 girls I had been with previously at some time during my stays, but not unfortunately, my Ewok Princess, who has moved onto pastures new. After doing a lap of the place, we decided that there were some very nice girls around, but they would keep until tomorrow and we went back to get Sam and Nong. A bit of haggling ensued, but we got it down to 400 baht long time which is quite fair and we went off. We figured it would be a good idea to get them some food, so we stopped at one of the eateries and filled them full of lovely, sex-inducing calories, while we carried on drinking beer, and then took them back to the hotel.

I let Mitch use my hot shower again, on the condition that I could have a look at Sam naked at least once during the night, which he agreed. My t.v. wasn’t receiving a picture very well, so Mitch and Sam used my shower while me and Nong watched t.v. Eventually we retired to our correct rooms and me and Nong got down to business. She has a fabulous figure, although she isn’t particularly passionate in bed, it was still very nice. After a while, I decided to cash in my ‘one free naked Sam token’, so popped into Mitch’s room where he had just finished his first session Sam had no idea how she had earned the right to use my hot shower, so she was a little surprised when Mitch and I whipped off her towel, and she retaliated by whipping off my towel and hitting me with it. Nong walked in and started giggling, and after another can of lager each, me and Mitch settled down in our own rooms for the night.

I gave Nong another seeing to, then switched on the t.v. and gave her the remote control, she flicked through a bit, and started watching Real Madrid v Bayer Leverkusen in the football Champions league final. I figured she had missed the karaoke channel so I put it on for her, she took the remote control back and put the football back on. When it had finished, she put an ice hockey match on, and when that had finished, she watched tennis. How unusual.

Day 2 – We met up with El B, who was a day behind us, although how he managed to find us when we were supposed to be staying in the Rasmey Makara is quite remarkable, somehow the moto drivers knew we were friends and met us up. After a bite in Otto’s we set off to look for a short time, and pulled up in one of the two brothels before the main Red Zone to have a look. We all had girls attach themselves to us pretty much straight away, but only Stu liked the look of his girl so he took her back, while El B and I went to the Red Zone. We both found girls, and I took mine back to the hotel and had one of my most amazing sex sessions in Cambo, she was very raunchy, and after a while started to say things to me in Khmer while we were on the job. I wasn’t sure if they were very complimentary or not, but I figured I would do the same and started talking dirty to her in English, although I’m sure she didn’t understand.

The 3 of us met back at Otto’s, where we had an incident. El B had parked his rented motorbike outside Otto’s, but when he looked over the balcony to check on it, it had gone!. Much panic occurred before we realised that the staff at Otto’s had moved it further in to protect it from the rain and unwanted attention. Thank god for that, as El B was already planning to walk to the border and sleep out overnight and dash to Thailand as soon as the border opened. Needing therapy straight away, we headed out to get some ladies.

We stopped again at the brothels before the Red Zone to see what was on offer there, and soon we were latched onto again by three girls, my girls most noticeable characteristic was that she had about 50 razor slashes on her arms, El Bs girl most noticeable characteristic was that she had the largest pair of breasts I had ever seen in Cambo, or Thailand for that matter. Mitch and I weren’t keen on our girls so we planned to head off to the Red Zone, but one look at El B suggested that he was going nowhere, even if we tied rope to each one of his legs and our moto drivers tried to pull him away. He had found his girl.

Arriving at the Red Zone, Mitch and I hatched an ingenious plan. What if we were to take 2 girls each, and then half way through, swap them over, that way we could have 4 girls in one night. Wouldn’t that be wonderful, surely nothing could go wrong with such a simple ingenious plan………ahem…..read on.

Actually choosing the girls didn’t prove to be too much of a problem. We walked around a few places, before a few girls beckoned us over to the third brothel on the left. Mitch found his two girls very quickly, or should I say, they found him. My girl I had taken earlier today who I had an amazing session with worked in this brothel and I had no problem getting her on board. That left us needing just one more girl, and there were only three to choose from. One looked like the back end of a bus, so she was out, another looked like she wouldn’t say boo to a goose, and the third was a girl I had taken 3 times before. The first time I dubbed her the ‘Worst shag in SEA’ as she was appalling, I took her another time a year later forgetting who she was and she was pretty good, and took her a third time a few days later and she was alright. This made her a bit of a gamble, but she had to be the one and off we went back to the hotel.

Now to digress a bit, I don’t know if any of you have seen the film ‘Carry on Abroad’, part of the hilarious Carry On series that will, I’m sure, be familiar to the English guys out there. Basically a bunch of English tourists arrive in Spain to find their hotel has only just opened, and isn’t really ready for guests yet. Someone slips an aphrodisiac in the punch and pretty soon everyone is getting randy as hell while the whole hotel collapses around them. I mention it because the rest of the night Mitch and I had was the closest I will ever come to experience what that film was like.

It started okay enough, Mitch and I retired to our rooms with our respective ladies, and I proceeded to give both my girls a good seeing to. An hour and a half later, our planned change over point, I went to Mitch’s room with my girls to do the swap over. Mitch was a little miffed, as he reckoned he had got the better deal, but agreed. I took Mitch’s ladies back to the room, where I noticed the floor was wetter than usual and their was a strange noise. I thought at first it was the shower water left over from earlier, but I could see the air conditioning unit was pouring water out, so I had to turn it off. A few minutes later, the whole room was like a sauna, which was no good, so I told Mitch I was going to get another room. The hotel was empty apart from us 6 so this was no problem. Mitch decided that he wanted another room as well which had a working hot shower. Again the non-English speaking receptionists were on duty so we had great difficulty explaining what we wanted, but eventually we got another room each.

Into my new room, I took Mitch’s girls, and got down to business again, giving both ladies a good seeing to, and no sooner had I finished there was a knock on the door. It was one of the girls, who chattered away in Khmer, and then pointed to Mitch’s room and said he was ‘Jai dam’ or black heart. I went to see Mitch and he said the girl refused to take her clothes off, and had got really stroppy about the idea of the ‘lady change over’. He got up out of his bed to try and talk her out of leaving, and somehow managed to break one of the glass doors on his cabinet. It shattered everywhere, and while he dealt with the broken glass, the two girls Mitch was now with said they were going back to the Red Zone and promptly left.

The two other girls came back to my room, but I felt guilty about Mitch not having a girl, so I knocked on his door and gave him one of my ladies. He cheered up a bit, especially as he had a raging hard on from the Viagra he had taken earlier, and I took the other girl back to my room. I turned the t.v. on and it promptly blew up, sending sparks everywhere. Fucking stupid hotel. My girl nearly freaked out, but no sooner had I calmed her down there was another knock on the door, and the two girls who had left earlier had come back, saying our girls had to go back to the mamasan. The 4 of them left, leaving poor Mitch and I with raging hard ons, a broken t.v., broken air conditioning and shattered glass all over the floor. We had another beer each and vowed never again to try and do something so stupid as share 4 girls, and the next day we sneaked out of our hotel and went to Sihanookville. To be continued.

Great report. A couple of questions....

1. Type of girls..Khmer, Viet or Thai
2. How many brothels in red zone and how many girls per brothel on average.
3. Condition of the brothels and location. Were they in a dirt road, shack, etc.

Blazers

The girls are mostly Khmer in Koh Kong. The Red Zone has 7 brothels in the main area, and another 2 on the way to it. Only two of these have Viet girls in them. I would guess an average of 10 girls in each one, sometimes less.

The brothel area consists of shacks, better condition than Chicken Village in Sihanookville but ive never had a short time at the Red Zone so i wouldnt know what there like inside. Much better to take the girls back to the hotel instead.

Word of warning about Koh Kong, apart from shagging girls, there really isnt much to do there. I like it because its cheap and im on a tight budget, its always worth a night there though

Rico

Awesome report! Fucking stupid hotel is right! I would have that hotel charge removed from my account, or threaten to have it blackballed from our site. I don't go for hotels not compensating people for inconveniences.

Looking forward to your next report segment.

I like the first sentence of this report--very literary (I'm serious). Keep up the good reporting

I last went to cambodia end of 2003.
Me and my buddie had great problems renting a motorbike,
becouse tourist keep getting them selves killed on them, the cambodian goverment has stopped tourist renting them,