Miss Cates, shown above in the 80s flick, Fast Times at Ridgemont High, is, according to Wikipedia, ¼ Filipino Chinese! Indo women are obviously Asian, but less than fully Chinese. They have faces that range from really Eastern, to many similar to Phoebe's; just slightly almond eyes, and other Oriental touches.
While in Indonesia recently I did one gal who looked very similar to Phoebe. She had much more olive skin, however there were more than a few ceweks who were light skinned. It should be possible to find in Jakarta a light skinned gal who would be a dead ringer for this iconic babe!
These by the pool photos don't show Phoebe's 80s hairstyle from the movie and of course none of the Indo gals have that layered teased hair. However, if fashion were ever to return they could do it since unlike most Chinese girls, the ceweks have very thick black hair.
My hotel was in the central business district, but following Xenono's excellent guide, I grabbed a cab to Sparks Hotel on Mangga Besar. I had written down the address and all of the cabbies knew Mangga Besar but none new Sparks hotel. I had recalled that Xen recommended the Madonna Club and the BM bar "right across the street." We got to the Sparks, I paid the 20k ($2.2 cab fare) and got out. Sure enough I couldn't find either bar on the other side of the street amid the small time tent retail and restaurant scene on Mangga Besar. Lighting was typical 3rd world - not enough and I walked down the street widening my search. Shortly I came to the Oasis Spa which is on the south side of the street (same as Sparks) east of the Sparks, say 300'.
Having already popped a Vitamin V and not having a clue as to where the recommended sights were I went in to the Oasis. The desk clerk spoke a little English and indicated that 300-400k would get me a massage and a session. I went up stairs to the bar. Oasis had maybe 10-12 girls around, most gathered on a couch in a side room. I picked about 3 girls in the 8 range. A low key mamasan tried to fix me up with some of the 6-7 girls I had rejected. As I drank a beer and pondered two of the 8s however they quickly got snatched up by local guys. I then pounced on my choice: a spinner with large B cups. Unlike other girls that were smiling at me, this gal named Rami, ignored me for texting on her cell phone. When I insisted she said "no massaje or something like that." I wasn't here for the rub down anyway. I let the mamasan sell me on a deluxe room and told her I would have the evidently separate massage after.
Rami took me to the room which had a bed platform covered in vinyl, some tacky Egyptian motif backboard and light fixtures and a clawfoot tub with a shower nozzle. A quick shower with Rami and she then had me lay in the center of the bed on a clean towel while she continued to shower, etc. I didn't notice but she also filled a bucket full of thick soapy suds. After I was laid down she took a brush and applied the lather to my backside and then herself and proceeded to give me an Indo Soapy. I have only made one trip to Thailand and I have missed this famous procedure there, so I can't compare, but this was nice as she slid her breasts and bush all over kingdom come. On the flip, she disappointed compared to the reviews I've read of the Thai slip and slide against your unit, but she quickly transitioned into love making.
At some point while I was atop hunching while lifting my face and body above hers I noticed the Pheobe Cates similarities in her face and then matched her tits against the mental photo I retain of Miss Cates taking off her top in Judd Reinholt's fantasy. I am sure I am not the only kid to come of age in the 1980s who has this mental picture available for recall. At that point, I realized that Rami is a 9! It is a pity that she would not let me take pictures, although I know that she would likely not appear as close to PC in photos on this website.
I skipped the massage and cabbed home.
The next day I made it over to the Sparks around 3:30 and had reread that the Madonna, etc. were in side streets across from the Sparks. Actually reading the directions was helpful as I found them. However the entrances to the street are clogged with retail tents so it isn't as easy as you might think.
I skipped the Madonna and went into BR's next door. I encountered all of the negatives that Xenonon indicated in his report: very dark, the gals looks like 6s and the mamasans where like flies buzzing about your head. I ordered a beer at the bar while this mamasan grabbed girls and shoved them at me or shouted and indicated some gal across the room with flailing arms. The mamasan I had seen at the Oasis was much more reasonable and even helpful. This mamasan was a nuisance! I got up and ignored her and walked around to see if there was a beauty hiding somewhere. It looked like you might find a 7, but I judged no chance of an 8. As I walked around, other mamasans began the yelling/flaying/pointing process and I walked out. I went across the street to the bar with the 'S' name. It was more of the same. The whole time I'm thinking about Xenonon's warning of dirty session rooms and girls covered with warts, and I bailed skipping the Madonna Club. I went across the street to Sparks.
Next candidates were the Travel Hotel and the Stadium disco. You have to dig bag several generations of reports to find a location description and my notes said that Travel was south of Bessar at the first light down from Sparks. First broken light or first working light? I couldn't see a working light, so I took the first broken right. The neighborhood improved but it wasn't the correct street so after walking through this area and did the block and got back to Bessar. Enough of this, I picked a cab and asked, "Travel Hotel?" The cabbie shook his head yes and I got in. Then the cabbie ran down to another hotel to ask about the Travel Hotel since he had lied, he didn't know. After getting instructions he drove me the short distance to the Travel. I think I paid him 15,000 ($1.60) for the help. Much better than me sweating it up and walking around for an hour.
For the record: You walk East on Bessar from the Sparks, past the Oasis Spa and just as you pass the Hotel Astika you make a right (South) on the intersection with a broken light. On the Southeast corner of the intersection (which will be the same side of the street as Travel Hotel will be on) is a blue and yellow sign. I forget what it says, but on the Bessar side the blue and yellow sign will wrap around and says, "Donatello"
The Travel is down on your left about a ¼ of a mile? The building will likely have its parking lot filled with cars 3 or 4 deep. Enter on the left as you face the building.
Wow! Oh Wow! This has to be one of the top P4P venues in the whole world. Now I didn't make it to the Stadium disco, so bear in mind that might beat this place, but until I see it Hotel Travel is my J-town hang out.
The girls dress like they are in a terma all in skimpy white outfits. I estimated that there were 140 girls there on the afternoon that I went in. They sit on couches, texting their cell phones and looking bored in groups of 10-15. Some are in the bar/karaoke area, some are milling about a girl eating area and some are obviously in the rooms.
Mamasans are present and are helpful. They seem to have areas of the place that they are responsible for, so if you walk on they don't follow you.
The girl quality is outstanding. No fatties at all, about 50% are pure spinners or close. Of course, I found that I really was only interested in maybe the top 25% of the girls, which is the case in any line up. I will reject good looking girls if presented with something better.
I don't recall how I ended up with my choice, shown below. She was not a spinner and was at that moment of perfect ripeness. She said she was 20. Not plump at all, it is easy to see that she will go that way, some day soon, but for now she is one full peach bursting with juiciness. I got clothed photos of her. The session was good, but she would not kiss.
The room was really nice, with a rose marble shower and several towels and a nice bed. They are stingy with mirrors in this place, but who cares. Cost with a Beer that I bought was 315,000.
I had to leave on biz, but returned that night around 11:00. There were much less gals seen at night. Don't know if they get taken out or leave. Maybe the rooms are all full at that time. There were about 40-50 girls in the couches for pick. I had brought a list of Indo sex terms from the comment section of Xenonon's post and I showed the description to the Mamamsan of kissing with tongue and she talked to her choice for me who didn't seem to want to do this, but the Mamamasan got her to agree. Fortunately she performed with spirit. I should have then shown the phrase, for cim or something, but I didn't.
This gal would not permit pictures. She was an ultra spinner, smallest girl I did in SE Asia. The mamasan told me she was 18 however, in the room I saw that her face was very immature in appearance. Would have preferred an older look. Nice kissing, bbbj, great cfs.
I got out about midnight from the room, and walked around deciding if I wanted to grab another girl before the one a.m. closing time. However the karaoke room was in full blast and the drunken Indo singing was too much and I went back.
The return trip was the first time I experienced the taxi scam, where no meter goes on and the driver says, "100k". I got out the first time he stopped and threw him 10k. I looked for a blue bird taxi, but took another insisting the dude run the meter. I paid him 50k just for being honest.
Next up: KL and Taipai.
All along the main drag as we got close to Mangga Besar where little retail stands selling Viagra, Cialis and Cigs. I negotiated a 4 pack of 100mg Viagra down from 125k to 100k ($12) just to take them back to my hotel and see if they were real. The packaging sure looked great.
Photos: Peach 01 02