Hank Daman wrote:
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Dude, if you anywhere on west coast I’d highly recommend Tijuana Mexico. Hong Kong Club specifically. I sound like a broken record, but it is easy access, cheap, and 8-10’s every night bro. It’s pretty close to paradise and I’m overdue for a trip! Lol.[/quote]
There are other great things about hobbying in TJ. With a little research, you can get fantastic, GFE *******, two hours for $150. A bit more than San Jose, but not a ton for a short trip. Hong Kong does have one of the highest concentrations of hot chicas available I have seen, Asia, Latin America, or Europe. Wow. Great for guys who like in house service.
If your a foodie, it cannot be beat. Some of the high end restaurants in the Zona Rio are developing reputations internationally. And the street food and bars are fun as hell (non monger oriented).
With care, its a great time.[/quote]
I'm 63 now so...in the words of Prez Bush 1 (or was it Dana Carvey?) "Gotta be prudent"...But I lived there in Newport Beach, south of L.A. from around 1989 to1993, I was mid to late 30's. Me and my friends were gym rats but not pros, but we would shoot down to Tijuana for weekends.
A local pharmacy provided real legal doctor reviewed and controlled specific for you steroids. It was not "seedy" it was very professional and many well off Mexicans who were gym rats were there. it was safe...but effective...
We would take them and work out at a cool outdoor open aired gym along side of it for 2 and 3 hour sessions.
Surprisingly, even though we got our senoritas, that was the main reason for our trips. I forgot the place we frequented or the hotel. It was a dumpy gated and barb wired deal with security, and it was alongside this warehouse off a street off the main drag. We would walk from one gated complex (the hotel for gringos) to the fence, there was one gate maintained by a guard, next to the next gated warehouse (the brothel for gringos).
We would then walk up a metal gangplank to the second floor, a Seniorita was in charge, a couple guards hanging around. The girls, almost everyone, young and beautiful, none spoke English, just sitting in little plastic chairs in a row, usually always about 10 or more, they would all look at you and try to lure you in with their eyes and their smiles, and some occasional wiggles or pushing up of breasteses, but they weren't allowed to talk to us or get up. They didn't want you to take more than 5 minutes or so to decide, and there wasn't any need to, there always was plenty of hotties, the problem was choosing which one, no bad choices...
You were allowed to take them to the hotel for 2 or 3 hour sessions for more pesos, but no more than that and def no overnighters, and no 2 at a time either for some unexplained reason at the hotel, but ok in their rooms. They had strict control of that business, wouldn't be tolerated in CR.
Anyway, I digress, the point was when we started doing this, and it was several weekends a month over a 6 month period, we packed on the muscle and the pounds, lost fat and strutted around like we were kings of the world, regular L.A. normal non working girls we met at nightclubs were all over us, and everyone who knew us knew something was going on, we told people we were on a protein powder only diet and worked out 3 hours a day, some people weren't buying it.
There's a downside to 'roids...even though you feel and look fantastic...you're irritable. You're irritable and short with everyone and you just don't give a sh*t. You could pick up girls like crazy but forget second dates...It was a miracle I wasn't fired...
I had a strict boss at the time who kept the other sales guys on a short leash, I did what I wanted because roids make you feel like you're the greatest and you're not afraid of anything, even getting fired...besides, the roids gives you so much confidence I was actually the top money maker in my company and my boss was beginning to hate me but his bosses said leave him alone, he's doing better than any 2 of your guys...
You get arrogant, too. I remember our men's room door was accidentally locked one Saturday we had to work, and I'm already pissed about that, it was scheduled to be repaired Monday, it was a thin indoor wood door, the real light balsa wood cheap office door, the whole door was being replaced with a thicker heavier door with a newer lock.
So working on a Saturday, and having to take the stairwell down a flight to go to the bathroom. Some guys were trying to jimmy the door open, I had to take a hard ass piss...I walked over to the door, punched a hole right through it (these type of doors are actually not hard to do that to) grabbed the doorknob from the inside and ripped it right out, calmly handing it to a co-worker saying "hold this!!!" as I went in to pee...I still remember his face...
In any event, it was a thrill for young guys, we decided we had to stop, we read about all the dangerous potential long term side effects, and we realized our behavior was getting attention and it could not be contained, but damn we looked and felt great!!!
After we quit, we kept working out but lost size, but still remained fit, but we got girlfriends who would tolerate us and we kept our jobs and that little voyage into the twilight zone is now but a distant memory...
