CUBA TRIP REPORT SEPTEMBER 1998

Petey

I make no apologies if this report comes across like I have lost my marbles- because I think I have. I have never fallen in love (well okay "lust" then!) so many times in one trip before as I did this time. I felt like I was in a pussy paradise 24 hours a day, and although I had the intentions with several ladies to see them a second or even a third time- it simply became impossible to commit to that policy, due to so much quantity and quality being always there and available. I have no doubt that having our own car contributed greatly to both of us finding what we wanted to, and not as usual having to rely on the hit and miss method that limits you to what might or might not be around in one or two areas at a particular time.

We drove about 2500 kms in the two weeks I was there, but it didn't feel like it- as it was so much fun- cruising around when and where WE wanted.

I set out to not duplicate the report I made last year in Cuba, so this time with every intention of just reporting on new findings, I started the fortnight making very few detailed notes, but as the days went by, I found myself starting to write down more and more details, so be prepared for a lengthy trip report- You have been warned.

Just before I start though, I have to say a BIG thank you to BULLDOG for being a good friend and companion. We did seem to get along very well together, and without any problems, but I would probably say on reflection, that that is more because Bulldog is a very patient and easy going type of guy who would fit in with anyone. Anyway, we both agreed that we would definitely do this again together, and I now count him as a friend for life. Matey, thanks for your patience and your help in translating when I needed it.

Dave from Miami, we met and had a few drinks in Thailand in march, so it was nice to meet up with you again, although I guessed you were slightly out of it the night we went out, so I was not surprised when you retired early. Thanks for the photo.

Popper, it was good to meet you and a pleasure to show you a few ropes. Wish I had had someone there the first time I went. Had you been here on your own your first trip, you probably would not have gone to the barge and not met the girl you ended up with- but there again you WOULD have just met someone else. I did think you two went well together. You looked like you had known each other forever.

Hope we meet again. Okay on with the report. Incidentally. Bulldog may want to post an addendum to this report and add further photos- this is from my perspective.

WED 9 Sept

Had to book Cubana again as much as I had said I did never want to again last time. They have stopped other charter companies selling seats only and to travel from Manchester direct now, its either Cubana or Iberia, and Iberia means an overnight in Madrid and at £200 more as well. So at £350 i.e. about $500 Cubana direct from Manchester I thought I could put up with Cubana for 9 hours.

Got to the Airport at 8am only to be told there was a 10 hour delay on the flight- I could not believe it. Apparently there was a fault not only on the plane from Cuba to Manchester, but also on a plane from Lisbon to Cuba- so they decided to put on one flight for both countries - hence the delay. They tried to make us feel that we should be grateful that we were going to get a nice French plane as opposed to the old Russian one. Anyway, I tried to fill the time as best as I could and when we eventually got away, the plane and flight were okay. I was worried that Bulldog who was meeting me at the airport at supposedly 5pm would know the flight was late and that he would still be able to meet me at the new time of 4am the next morning.

He was and he did. My immigration exit was a bit of a pain, as I had made a phone booking at a hotel, but they want to see vouchers now. Afraid I went on the aggressive towards him- saying "what more do you want from me" " I am here to spend all my money" " where do you think I am going to sleep? On the fucking Street?"- he ushered me through quite quickly after that outburst. I do realize now of course that it could have gone the other way, and he could have made my life a misery, but I was just so tired at this point that I would have shouted at Mother Theresa. I also think that he knew the other passengers were just as pissed off and he did not want a hard night ahead of him. Since my return there has been my follow up chat with the embassy and tourist board and other TSM members replies to the results. Yeah I hear what you are saying. There is no set answer other than who is on duty at immigration that day. Anyway, onwards.

Was I glad to see Bulldogs face in the crowd- did not know what he looked like- but recognized him straight away. He looked to me like the guy who had been fucking himself silly the last few days after a period of abstinence.

Dropped my case off at the casa (Irma's daughters )at 4-30 am and headed straight to Havana Libre hotel. Walked through lobby. First two girls we saw, I recognized one's face- and she recognized me from last year- although I never went with her then- too young.We sat, talked for two minutes and headed off back to the Casa for my first blood. 20$. Don't remember details but no problems or complaints from me about her performance.

THURS 10 Sept

Well it was up an out for an early start. Our usual breakfast place was the little café next to the FIAT garage on the Malecon, where we would have a hot dog wrapped in bacon, and some cakes and a coffee, for a couple of dollars. We headed for the beach and thus began the usual daily process of exactly which out of all the girls thumbing lifts do you stop and give one to. Sods law of course sometimes meant that you stop and pick up two who are average, then two minutes down the road, you see two stunners. Of course then you stop picking up average looking girls and end up giving no one a lift. So this equalized out over the two weeks. Anyway, the beach I did not particularly rate. Lots of Italians, many black chicas and not a lot else.

However I did catch the eye of one girl in the water, and we exchanged smiles. Then an hour later as we driving away, there she was with her friend thumbing a lift. We stopped and picked them up and within a few minutes it was agreed that they would come back to our place and go out with us at night. Wrong move, as I was to discover later. What I should have done was NOT to plan ahead i.e. take it one step at a time- fuck em first and if ya like em, then take them out. Still on with the story. They asked if we could drive them home first so they could pick up a change of clothes. "Where do you live?" I asked. "Circa" was the reply. 40 kilometers later, in a small house on its own in the middle of nowhere (San Antonio), we met Dad, they got their gear and away we went back to our

Casa. .


It was now 7-30pm and we were hungry, so we should just have showered and gone out, but of course this being just my first day, the sight of her body in the shower, started me off, and we played around in the shower. Then we dried off and I took her to the bed. Now I don't know what happened next. Maybe it was the sight of the Botswana jungle, or maybe there was a body odour that put me off, but "ERIC" just up and died on me, and I lost total interest in being with the girl. I suddenly panicked at the thought of spending a whole evening with someone that I was not looking forward to laying later. I had to be honest with her, and say that I had changed my mind, and that it was me and not her. She was fine about it and understood. Gave her some pressies and $25 and they left.

After we ate at the LOS Amigos paladar across from the Libre hotel, but the quality has gone down since last year and I did not enjoy it.

Later on we went to the Barge towards the old town, and that's when I fell in love for the first time.

(VIOLETA)

-- She was so damn pretty and cute. Kinda reminded me of the look of a female version of Brad Pit in her features. Not a hair on her body and pale ( not white) skin that was very very smooth, with a body that I just loved- small, petite, perfectly formed, a nice firm handful and sweetest tightest ass, that doesn't have to be prized open by hand to see the beauty beyond. Her eyes were incredible. Now the problem you get here is immaturity and sometimes it is not a problem- other times it can rear its ugly head- but the point is, you wont know until its too late. Anyway, the evening went fine with her and her friend with Bulldog.

Incidentally, almost 100% of the time it seemed to fall very nicely that as I chose a girl who had a friend, that Bulldog was also quite taken with the friend- so that meant we never fell out over who was having who. Anyway, we get back to the Casa and an hour or so later, we fell out over the silliest of things, so in the end she left instead of staying the night- but this was her childish spoilt side that was to the fore, and I said I was not putting up with it. So I ran her home at 5am.

FRIDAY 11 Sept

At 11am- Violeta -- turns up and at first says nothing except that she has come for her friend. We head off to look at other Casas, agreeing to meet them at 3pm for a drink.

We looked at many Casas on the list and by 3pm we had not seen anything to better where we were, so we decided that it was not worth spending any more time doing this. We met the girls, and went for a drink in the old town. Violeta says she is sorry for last night and wants a second chance. I say that providing there are no more problems, then of course she can have a second chance, but I want her to promise. She did, and we said we would see them on our return from our travels next week. To be honest although part of me wanted to remain free to sample as many sweets as a I could, I was so wrapped up in her beauty that I would have been happy to stay with her longer if all the other factors had been okay, but I hate tantrums and childish behavior. We saw a guy who had the whole of his head and body pierced with chains and links just like "Pinhead" from that Clive Barker Horror film.

At night, we met up with Miami Dave and went to eat at the Polynesia in the Hotel Libre, which was still quite good. We then hit the square at the Cohiba/Riviera. We sat down for a drink at the café there, and I walked away for two minutes and returned with three little cuties on my arm, which

Dave took a photo of.

Thanks for sending it to me Dave. Of course they wanted to go with the three of us, but as tempting as it was, the night was young. "Otra dia"- I said and the little one on MY left, reminded me of that every time I saw her as I made further excuses. She was nice, but it was always the wrong timing when I did subsequently bump into her.

Anyway, we hit Johnnies, then later the Ipanema discos and trolled back and forth a couple of times that night. These two discos tended to be the ones we visited most of the time.

In the end at about 3am, we were in the Ipanema, planning one more trip to Johnnies, so we both asked two lots of girls to wait till we got back at 4am .Then just as we were leaving to go to Johnnies for a last look, there they were, two beauts, just came into to the Ipanema. Making sure none of the other girls could see, I sidled up and asked them quickly to meet us outside at 3-30am i.e. in half an hour. Okay they smiled.

We went for a look at Johnnies, but although it was crowded and hot and sweaty by now, nothing jumped out at me as being better than what was waiting for us back at the Ipanema, so of we went, thinking that someone else would have taken them by now ( you see that happens a lot here. Quite right too I guess. If ya don't take it when ya have the chance, don't be surprised if it don't turn up later on a date- cos sure as eggs are eggs some fucker else has come along and snaffled it first).

Anyway, surprise surprise, we get there and out they come

Anyway we jump in the car and off we go before any of the others come out. She looked good and had a great body, but if my memory serves me well I don't remember being to enthusiastic about her performance - at least I made no comments in my notes. I do remember Bulldog being very taken with his and agreeing to see her again- although as you will see later that was a bit embarrassing.

SAT 12 Sept

Hit the beach again today, although very sticky and overcast. Once again, not impressed with what was there, till we were about to leave and I saw her --

She was gorgeous- once again with the most amazing grey green eyes.( I am a sucker for eyes- probably one of the reasons I am not into the Asian look- but hey- each to his own – right? )

There was an instant rapor and her friend happened to be the girl that Bulldog had on my arrival. We agreed to meet in the Disco at the Havana Libre Sunday night i.e. tomorrow- at 11pm- they get in for free apparently so no need to take them in. My instinct said stick with them now, but I was frightened of making another mistake like I did with the girls from San Antonio. So we left and headed to the beach at Guanabo for a quick look and see. There we bumped into three girls we had seen when we went to look

at Casas last time we had been at the beach -

We went off with two of them and I made it quite clear I wanted to find a secluded place somewhere and fuck the ass off her. So we drove, I found a quarry of sorts - took her hand, led her to a quiet area, but nowhere where we could lie down so we did it there stood up- a nice afternoon quickie, and a freebie at that. I just love this place.

We dropped them off, and headed back to Havana.

That night we ate at the Havana café- nice food and nice service, but nothing much in the way of single pussy at 9pm till 11pm. So after we finished our bottle of wine- we drove round on Pussy patrol- and that's when we met

AiI and her friend

Now here is a typical example of me being fucking stupid in the belief of better things to come. We said we had to meet friends tonight but would love to see them when we get back from our travels. Okay she said, gave me her address and phone number and I made a promise to myself that there was no way I was gonna pass up on this one.

Well over the next 10 days, could we get to speak to them on the phone- NO! What a bummer. But I just tried ringing her today and a voice told me she "medico"- so I assume that means she works as a nurse or something. I will try my damnest to see her when I go back..

Oh well, I digress- we decide to shoot on over to Papas at the Hemingway, and it was heaving with people and quite a lot of pussy, but we figured it was pussy very similar to what you would get at the Commodore- i.e. hard core top class. This laterproved to be certainly true in our case, with the two we decided on


This one Emma was mine. When we first saw them we were talking to two other girls and then I saw them and almost did a jaw drop. She reminded me a little of a Cindy Crawford lookalike and I knew I just had to have her. She must have been 5-10 in height, but these damn girls over here now were these stupid fucking 6 inch heels – all a short ass like me needs.

SUNDAY 13 Sept

Up at 12 noon. Went to La playa, but crap. Back to Havana early at the Libre- where we met two girls,


DISMADI , However I decided against these, as the other one was a bit of a fruitcake, and I didn’t think it would be fair to dump her on BD - but later on he said he actually quite like her. Instead we went down the malecon for a drive, where we met MADELIN and her FRIEND

Madelin had such a great little body and huge firm tits, and was so cuddly at the same time, and a lovely smile and eyes. I just had to have her. Bulldog liked her friend- so off we went to the Casa after necking on the Malecon. We got back to the Casa, and went to get our rucksacks from the Boot of the car. The boot would not open with the key. We pulled the back seat down, only to discover that both our rucksacks had been pinched.

My camera, sunglasses, towel, trunks and sunlotion and and an Armani Hat, plus my suitcase padlock keys were in there. Thanks God nothing else was, but it just shows that nothing at all is safe to be left – even locked up in the boot of the car.

We reckon it must have happened at the beach, after we had put them in the boot, as we were leaving, and went inside the Tropicoco hotel for a drink.

Oh well- you live and learn- AGAIN. Last time I need that lesson, after Toms losses last year. Anyway, the girls more than made up for our disappointment - both in and out of the shower. My nicest experience so far and all she would take was $10 and some pressies. We said we would meet them next Saturday when we return from our travels at 5pm on the Malecon in the same place - to which they both seemed very happy.

At night we went to eat at El Patio and not only was the place practically empty, but the service was so bad, that after 45 minutes when I went to ask how our order was doing, they looked at each other, and asked "what order?" I pointed out the order that they had forgot to submit to the kitchen and said they got 5 minutes to get the food out here or we leave and don't pay for the drink we have had. It worked.

We got to the Havana libre disco as arranged at 11pm to meet the girls, but it was very quiet and we had asked the manager to let us in for free for 10 minutes to see if the people we were meeting were there. It is normally $15 to get in and you pay (as we found out) down in reception. Anyway, the girls hadn't shown up 10 minutes later, and we couldn't wait forever. Probably the rain had put them off, or maybe like most people in Cuba, 11 o'clock could be 11:30 or 11:45. We did not want to hang around any longer so, we shot off to Ipanema disco. Got off with a very tall girl in a long dress, till I saw she had 8 inch heels on, and while her attitude was great at first, I didn't like the way it changed later, so I fucked her off. By the way, the scam in the Ipanema, is not a heavy one, but it goes like this.

A girl will approach you and ask you to buy her a beer. If you say no, she will ask for a dollar for a fresco. That dollar would go straight in her pocket, as frescos cost $3 here anyway. If you had said yes to the original request and bought her the beer, she will not open the can, find an excuse to leave you ( the toilet or a friend or something) and she will go approach another punter asking him to buy the beer off her for $3 instead of for $4 from the bar.

Tell her to fuck off, cost the beer is only 3 from the bar anyway.

Any girl who asked me for a beer, was kindly told to go and fuck off. I pointed out that I knew the scam- that drinks were only $3 at the bar and that all she wanted was to go and sell on the beer I bought her. I pointed out that it does not take a genius to see this, as if she cared to look around only 5% of the girls on the whole place are actually drinking. What is amazing is that some of these girls actually take the hump that you have pointed out to them that you know they are trying to scam you.

If you do like a girl and she asks for a drink and you want to buy her one, then ask her that you will be happy to buy her a drink, providing she drinks it with you. If she agrees, then buy it, but don't buy yourself one just yet. Get the one you buy for her and open the ring pull before you give it her. If she is genuine she will start drinking and you can then buy your own. If she isn't she will probably leave you. In which case keep the beer you bought and drink it yourself. Having said what the major scam is in here- as you can see it is not anything major, and quite obvious and amusing and really did not bother me a bit- quite the opposite because it provided me with an easy way to figure the girls out.

Identifying guide to who liked me for me or just for the dollars. I rejected those that asked for a drink and stayed with those that didn't, and after 5 minutes would then just buy them one anyway, whether they stuck around later or not. Mind you I could have kicked myself tonight, as a Cuban Television dancer who I rated as a 9 to 9+1/2 smiled and approached and asked for a drink. When I pointed out the scam – she acted very insulted, turned her back and walked away, and I might have got it wrong with her. I should have in hindsight, played the little risk and got her a drink, cos she sure was the catch of the night. No point in trying to apologize- too late out here, once the damage is done. Oh well, swings and roundabaouts.

Went on to Johnnies- Christian and a friend was there. Bulldog liked her friend, so we hung around with them. I bought a round and some cigs for them out of the $30 I had in my pocket- leaving me with $20. I was not bothered about a repeat performance with Christian, although Bulldog was going with her friend. So I thought I would try a little trickery and if it worked it worked. If not, then no bother.

I told Christian about our theft and said all I had left was the $20 in my pocket, so as much as I would love her to come back, I have no more money at this time to give her. She said that its okay, but could I give her some money for a taxi home. I thought she was saying that she would come back to the casa for no money, just for taxi fare home. She wasn't- she was going home to her place and wanted me to give her taxi money. Bye Bye I said. I took Bulldog home with his chica, then hit the Malecon with the $20 in my pocket, till I could get to the bank the next day.

It took me no more than 5 minutes to come across

YULIE who after hearing of my theft was more than happy to come back for $20. And I think it would be an understatement to say this girl LOVED SEX. She was insatiable, although no oil painting. I borrowed Bulldogs camera to take the photo.

MON 14 Sept

We set off for MATANZAS- on what was meant to be a week of traveling.

We had decided on a night there or Varadero (purely in the interests of TSM of course)- then a day each in Santa Clara, Trinidad and Cienfuegos.

The drive was fine, we got to Matanzas about 11am and tried to find a Casa to stay in.

We saw many many beautiful chicas walking around here and figured that it was gonna be fun, but then we got dragged from pillar to post by a couple of touts looking at house after house, with no success. None we looked at were suitable and by 3pm, we were not only exhausted and pissed off but we had also had our fill of our touts.

In total defeat we decided to cut our losses and head for Varadero- only 30 minutes drive away. We got there and within 10 minutes had found 2 fairly nice rooms in different houses across the road from each other. It poured down as well.

I have to say that since my last visit here 5 or 6 years ago, I immediately noticed the changes, and could tell that it was gonna be a pretty boring night here. Its lost every bit of character and atmosphere it used to have here. We bumped into a guy who confirmed that we had made a mistake coming here and that we should go out to Matanzas tonight as there was plenty of Chicas there and no problems with the Police- whereas here, they get locked up just for talking to you. What the hell we thought- okay lets go. We drove back there at 8pm and saw just about the biggest contrast you could expect to see between day and night. We gave it till 11pm and decided nothing was gonna happen here, so we headed back to Varadero.

Decided to go to the La Bamba disco in the Tuxpan. Its got two entrances- one for the punters and one in the hotel guarded by security for the hotel guests.

I had used the trick previously of going through the hotel entrance and confidently saying I was a hotel guest in room such and such, therefore saving 10 or 15 dollars.

So I said lets try it again. This time however the security was tighter and they asked where my armband was. I said I had not been issued with it yet as we had just arrived.

Okay he said, write your name and room number down and sign this paper. I did, we got in and not only that as we got to the bar we realized anyone with a wrist band on were not paying for drinks, and that was most of the people, so we asked for a drink and kept our arms hidden and the barman never asked us for any money. On top of that 10 minutes later the guy from the door comes in towards us. I think "Oh shit- rumbled" But No, he slips wrist bands on us and we enjoy free drinks all night for us and the only two decent girls in the place who we pull 10 minutes later.

Both work at the hotel as dancers and we had a good fun night with them. Mine was called TANYA and she was the blond. A little Pammy Anderson looking. Well it was a fun night till about 2am. Before that they had said that they lived in Matanzas and only worked in the evening to do the show, so I said they could sleep over with us if they wanted, to save them a trip home. Then a bit later mine disappears with Bulldog to talk to him as his Spanish is perfect. She tells him that they have to go home to get new clothes and then be back by 7 in the morning to work their day shift- so yes they can stay but they have to leave at 5am and can we give them each $30 for a taxi.On top of whatever we agree for sex. When he came back and told me this- I said tell em both to take a hike.

He did, then they start trying to blame us for missing the last transport back to Matanzas. I said pull the other one- or words to that effect. Anyway, we decided to just fuck off and leave em to it- so we did and went to bed. I think we had both silently decided at this point that we had lost interest in driving from town to town, spending possibly a few hours each day to find a decent Casa- and for what? To get laid by a different girl from different town? Whats the point- there is all we need in Havana, and no hassle, much more relaxed, and many substitutes if you wanna dump what you have like we did last night.

TUES 15 Sept

So, that's what we did – we drove back to Havanna- feeling more contented as a result of the decision. On the way to Matanzas, picked up TATIANA on the left

She spoke great English. She asked for my address so she could write, so I gave it to her as we bid farewell. I would like to have spent more time with her.

Decided to check out Miramar for Casas, by just arriving, stopping at a nice house and asking if they rent, or if they know of anyone. Well it worked first go, and we were shown on the beach Road a (on first appearance) a very nice lounge, and two okay large bedrooms at $35 each. I said $30 max- she said okay. So in we checked.

Went out for a drive and changed the car for an upgrade automatic Mitsubishi Lancer. On the way back we picked up my dream girl (although its not a great photo). In fact on the photo, here friend who was also good looking, comes across prettier, but I promise you. She was twice as good in the flesh. Ask Bulldog.Her name was CREDA. Shewas an aquatic ballet dancer and Bulldog will verify that her photo far from does her any justice. Problem was she had a Spanish boyfriend who worked out there.I gave her my card and said to write if they finished and I would be straight out to Cuba for her. She was a 9+1/2 in my book- she oozed sheer class from every orifice.

The rain at night was very heavy - no one was out but I thanked God that at least we were on familiar ground. But I had called CHANEL (the girl from the beach, remember ?) to meet me at the Libre. Michael had arranged to meet Christians friend. So it was to be a foursome. However mine did not turn up, and when I rang her to find out she said she had not come out because the rain was so heavy, but that she definitely did want to see me again. I just said we'll see and put the phone down telling her I was not happy. So three of us go to the BEST Paladar I have ever eaten in. Thanks to a TSMer- it was "the DOCTOR CAFE" on Calle 28 in Miramar- right round the corner from our Casa. Not the cheapest but the food was varied and vast and excellent in taste, from rabbit cooked three different ways, to pork loin cooked in Pineapple to Vienna Schnitzels. Cant recommend it high enough guys.

Then on the recommendation of Bulldogs partner – we went to Café Cantante- a long way out, took ages to find it, expensive to get in and when I got in I remembered I had been taken there 5 years earlier with my Doctor Girlfriend. Not a place to go looking- there were only a few in. One was nice – I spent some time talking to her, but I was not in a good mood and really just wanted to get out of there. My advice - do not go there unless you are taking someone you really like and someone that really likes to listen and dance to home grown salsa music. Don't waste your time and money if she is a disco bird.

So we ended up at Johnnys and I ended up with CHRISTIAN after the ice had been broken, with Bulldog and his girl (her friend ) acting as mediators. Christian had been waiting for me to approach her, cos she knew I was not happy with her. Anyway, we then got on okay, but I was not really sure I wanted to take her back, so I said I was tired and would probably go home alone- knowing about her sleeping problems, I did not need that again. There was still a little tension there, so as I got up to leave with BD and his girl, I said bye to her. As we walked through the door, I looked back and she was looking at me, with what looked like great sadness in her eyes. I held her gaze and gave a little smile. Got near our car, and who is there, but the little girl from the photo that Miami Dave took of me earlier. I was just about to take her back when Christian pops up in the street- looking at me. Just the sign I needed.

Her friend goes to talk to her and comes back as Christian goes back indoors. She says that Christian has just told her, if I want her, to come in and get her. Dilemma- do I go with the cute young fresh thing in front of me, that I have been meaning to catch up on- or do I feel something for Christian and also feel slightly sorry for her. I decided. I walked into the disco- walked right up to her, never said anything- just grabbed her hand and walked out to the car. As we got to the car, she puts her arms around me, plants a kiss and says Thank you. In retrospect, I made a mistake, because I then got the whole sad, very sad life story of 12 years of sexual abuse to her from the age of 3 to 15, by a friend of the family and no one believed her.

She told me of her attempted suicides. I listened, I cried, I certainly did not want to have sex with this girl. She seemed very happy that someone had listened and understood. She told me how much she hated her life, but so no way out of it. She did not like to have to do this sex thing with foreigners because of the past abuse- she saw them all as this guy- but what could she do, she had a sick mother and a younger sister. Well for the first time, she actually fell asleep in my arms, and was so happy when she later woke up that she had fallen asleep that she kissed me and asked me to make love to her. I was a bit reticent, but she soon changed my mind, and what a difference I noticed between the emotions of this lovemaking to the first time.

I guess that's the difference when they like and want you, and its nice to have that contrast as a barometer. I didn't really sleep, because of the traffic- which was just so damn noisy and the bugs and roaches in this place- plus the lack of hot water, meant that I had decided that I was not going to spend another night in this house.

WED 16 Sept

The girls left at 10:30, then we looked for another Casa. Found only one that was okay, but it was occupied, so as time was pressing and it was now 2pm, we decided that we were silly to be looking for something when we already knew where the best Casa was. Where we were before- Irmas daughter. So we shot round there and not only did they have our rooms available, but also had a room available for Poppers arrival on Saturday. So we went back to our Casa to get our bags, and to say that the owner was not pleased was an understatement. Told her that it was just too noisy and too many bugs and roaches and no hot water, even after I woke her in the middle of the night to switch it on and she actually turned the water off completely. Anyway, she tried to charge us an extra $15 which we said No to, and we left. After all it was only about 3pm.

We then drove round to see VIOLETA at 5pm and her friend for Bulldog. I reminded her of our last conversation, where she had promised that there would be no niggly little problems if we got back together again. She said of course, so we agreed to meet them both on the barge at 11pm that night.

We then went back to pussy patrol in the car. Met two very petite cuties, and arranged to see them the following afternoon for a quickie

Then we met two black girls.They were very sweet. There for the taking and worth a photo to show you that not all black

girls out here are fat assed ugly chicas.

That late afternoon, we ate early at 18-30 which is quite a nice place to eat and the food is okay and not a rip off. Then we went to sleep for an hour. At 10pm it was monsoon time again, so yet another night of scarcity, but it is amazing just how many will still stand out in these conditions. My theory is that these girls are the ones with husbands or pimps/boyfriends, who give them no option- makes sense doesn't it.

Unless they are SO DESPERATE for a few dollars.

Anyway, we had our dates and got to the barge at 11pm, and there were the girls VIOLETA andKATI. Well she looked just fabulous and my mouth was watering at what was to come. We sat down and for some reason, which I cant fathom, she just sat there and made no effort at closeness, and only asked for a dollar to go play on the video. Okay, I will give her a while to snap out of it I thought, but no she didn't, so I told here that unless she shapes up, then she ships out. I said that there were enough pretty girls around, and I am here to have fun, not be bored or put up with someone's moods. Katis brother, said that I should dump her and take any one of the other girls that we had noticed were giving me full eye contact. He said he did not know why she was in this mood. When he told her what I was thinking of doing, she suddenly puts her arm in mine, cuddles up close, smiles and says "No problema".

But by this time I am starting to think, maybe this is a can of worms and I don't want another night ruined by her, as much as I wanted her. She goes over to the bar, and katis brother goes over to her to talk to her. He then comes back to me and says she now does not want to come back to the Casa with me. Right, fair enough, that's made my mind up for me. 10 seconds later, a very pretty girl who had been giving me full staring eye contact, was sat by my side, told me in English that there would be no problem with her. That if a guy is nice to her, she will be the best thing to him that he could wish for. No satisfaction she said, then no money. Okay suits me I said. Her name was JANET, and I don't think we have a photo of her. She was very slim, and a 7 to 8 max. Although she looked better minus make up and clothes. Of course as we go to leave, Violetta suddenly is outraged and wants to go with me now. Too late I told her.

Interestingly, katis brother, said that it is an accepted rule out here, that if ANY girl does give cause for complaint, that she does not get paid. Hmm- wonder how that works out in practice?? Anyway, Janet was immediately passionate towards me, and made me relax straight away and the fact that she spoke good English all added to what was so far the best sexual experience I had so far. She made me feel like a million dollars. Gave her $30 and some presents. Michael drove them home next morning, and they were not happy that we said we were going off to Cienfuegos- which we weren't, but it gives us the chance yet again for fresh meat.

THURS 17 Sept

Up at 10am. Out on early patrol after breakfast. It really is to our mind the best way to fill the days up here.

We gave a couple of schoolgirls a lift, GIANIS was her name and they wanted to come back to the Casa with us, but we said they would have a problem getting in and it would look bad, seeing as how they had school uniforms on. They suggested we went and bought them a dress each so that they could come back. As tempting as it was, we said we were sorry, but had to decline.

Later we went to meet the two petite ones from yesterday that we had agreed to meet.SUNI was mine on the right.They wanted 30, we said 20, they said okay. Very very nice as it turned out- nothing prohibited, and she loved the new friend in her life that she made this afternoon- you know the one that eats duracell batteries. She loved the fact that she could have two different things inside two different holes at the same time, and one that actually gave her a buzz.. After 2 hours we dropped em off and went cruising again. I got 3 telephone numbers in the space of ten minutes and not one of them was less than a 7/8- that's what having your own wheels does for you.

Yes of course complacency has now set in- it simply is unavoidable here- there is just so much quality in quantity available, with no effort. Girls that you would have jumped at, before you get here, now go on the back burner.

Incidentally, and I forgot to tell you this, if there are two of you, then I do strongly recommend getting your own car. But if you are on your own, its too expensive. However, you can hire new scooters, from a guy at the Marina. The price is normally 24 dollars a day including insurance and 144 a week. We negotiated with him a price for TSM members of 20 dollars a day or 130 a week. Telephone number is 24 76 28 to 33. His name is Fidel Rodriguez. It would be a great way to do what we have been doing, and in fact probably better in some cases, cos its easier to stop as and when you want without pissing off the other traffic as you inevitably do in a car, when you stop in front of them to talk to the chicas. I would definitely get one if I was there on my own.

Anyway, so worn out was I that at night, after several propositions, we went to Ipanema- and there I had four to choose between that I liked, but part of me just did not want a chica tonight- unbelievable heh? In then end that's what I did, even though I was asked by DISMADI to just give her taxi money to go with her.

I liked her, since we met a few days earlier. But I was worn out by the last two girls and just needed some quality sleep. I said she could just come and sleep, but that's all tonight, and yeh I did not mind giving her 10 dollars for a taxi. She said okay, then she tried her luck and asked for 20- I said forget it. She then ended up with Smiley, a friend of mine from the UK, who I met on the plane going over. Incidentally his friend has done the unforgivable- come over here after divorce on his first TSM type hol, fallen in love and already filled out forms to get the girl back and marry her.

Anyway, I did meet a girl that night who was an easy 8/9, who looked like a grown up version of Laura INGLIS from Little House on Prarie. I told her I was not in a sex mood, but she stayed with me anyway in the disco, so I ran her home and we necked in the car, for a while like a regular dating teenage couple. I actually quite like that.

FRIDAY 18 Sept

Decided to cruise again. Bulldog had his from last night, coming back at 3pm, so at 12, we went out in the car to get a chica for me.
Shortly after on 5th Avenue, we picked up CLARA and she was very cute and fresh smelling, clean and a lovely smile and figure. She asked where we were going. I said looking for a nice chica for some company. She said "What about me?". So why the hell I did not just take her away there and then as she wanted, I don't know. Well, I do- it's the old syndrome rearing its ugly head again- There may be something even better round the corner?.

So I told her we had a meeting, but that I would pick her up at this bus stop where I was now dropping her at 3-30pm. Shortly after, and it was now about 1-30pm, it started to piss down, so nothing better did come along, so back I went at 3-30, and of course she was not there. Oh well, live and learn – again and again. No legover this afternoon, although a few offers, but by now I am into super fussy mode, after 9 days here.At night and still raining, we went to another good paladar, and this one was cheaper, although not quite as good as Doctor café. 8 dollars each including wine.It's the one not far from the El Bistro, but as easy as we found it this time, when we tried to find it another day, we just could not- maybe it was closed then.

Okay, after dinner, we cruised, and at the bottom of La Rampa, MABEL shot out to grab me at the car- she really wanted me, and I reckon she was a definite 8 to 8 +1/2. But I was not going to leave Bulldog on his own , as that was what we had agreed, so I got her phone number and address and promised to call her the next day. Also there was the thought of this new club that we were being taken to look forward to tonight, courtesy of some local guy and an American I had met that afternoon. So we were taken to this small and quite dingy place, and I don't know where it was, but I was not too impressed at this point (11pm)- it was young and mostly local and not too many chicas.

We gave it about thirty minutes, then just as we decided to leave, I am approached by JULIE begs me not to go. I by now don't want to, cos she is a dream- reminded me of Catherine Zeta Jones. I tell her that I cant change my mind now, as the others are waiting for me. She scribbles her address and phone number and I promise to get in touch with her. I also gave her my card, and she said she would phone me in England. She was 18. Anyway, we left, but outside I saw this stunner, who reminded me of a cross between Demi and Madonna. We called them over, but she hesitated and it was her friend who came over. We asked why they were outside, and they said they did not have enough money to get in. It is only a dollar to get in, so we gave them the dollar they were short of and said we hoped to see them again.

Off we went to Johnnies, which was just so HOT and Cramped and I was not happy here tonight, but neither was Bulldog. So after 20 minutes, we decided to go back to the first place. Glad we had our Cuban friend with us to direct us, and also glad that we did, because no sooner had we entered than Bulldog, now got into the swing of the place and grabbed his fuck for the night. The average age here is 18. I looked for JULIE, but her friends said she had gone home, as her mother does not let her stay out too late. Wow in Cuba?? I said she must have gone with a man. They said she had never been with a foreigner before and that was why she had been so excited at meeting me. Drat… Oh well onwards. I met the two girls, who we had seen briefly outside when we were leaving the first time and they were pleased to see me.

The one I fancied was called Ody.

She was just so damned sexy with her hair down and the way she moved.. She danced like she was born to it she smiled and lit up the place and I was pleased that she had lost her nervousness towards me, which had me baffled anyway - but all became clear the next day (just wait - I will tell you later). We were stood by the bar, and this is where they danced, and locals came over to try and dance with them, but they soon made it clear that they were attached to me. Her friend Rosanna, was upset that Bulldog was with another Chica, especially when he left with her, but I said he was going home to bed alone tonight, and not to worry as he will be there with me at 2pm tomorrow for what was now our arranged date. So bulldog left and I spent the next two hours in the delightful company of the lovely Ody, dancing, kissing, necking and feeling like a kid all over again.

Many other chicas eyes were on me a lot of the time, as there were hardly any foreigners in here. At 4-30am, I ran them both home not too far away from our Casa location and agreed this was the place we would meet them the next day. However now I am feeling really horny, and I could not have taken her back, because then she would have known bulldog was there with the other chica. However I am now also beginning to wonder how I am gonna fit in all these dates in the time I have left. What suddenly crossed my mind at 5am this morning, was that I fancied a quick no frills 3 holer, and my challenge was to find it in the next ten minutes. I headed to the Malecon stretch at the bottom of where the National Hotel is, and there were a dozen or so along here still, so I had a quick look at them all, then selected one, told her straight out, that I wanted to fuck her ass for the next 30 minutes and that I would give her $20. She said okay, as long as I brought her back to this spot after. Okay. Off we went and it went just like it was supposed to, and after I took her back, I went home and slept like a baby-nice and quiet here at this Casa.

SAT 19 Sept
We met ODY and ROSANNA as agreed at 2pm. We said we had to meet Popper soon, but that they should stay with us, for the afternoon and night, and that we would take them eating and dancing later. They seemed very happy at this prospect. We went for a drink, then a bite to eat at the Libre café to meet POPPER who had arrived and was waiting there for us. Then we drove back to the Casa, and Popper settled into his room, as I noticed that both girls congregated into my room, instead of one going to Bulldogs. On asking what was the matter, it turns out that I have only gone and landed myself with a VIRGIN- yeh exciting on the one hand, but unless she wants me to break her in, very frustrating.

What could I do. Her friend says she is a bit unsure about being left alone with me in the bedroom, so I give her my assurance that she can trust me, and that I will not do anything that she does not want me to do. What else can I do guys? If I don't, then Bulldog is not gonna get his leg over either. So here we are, left alone and you can sense the apprehension, but at the same time, she likes me, and lies down on the bed with me, and we resume kissing like we had the night before. After what seemed like ages, I ventured to her shoulders and slipped her top down over her breast and stuck it in my mouth. Boy did, I really feel like that guilty schoolboy that I had left behind some thirty years ago. She let me do this for a while, but then when I lifted my head to have a look at the delight that I was suckling, it was almost like it shocked her into shyness and she pulled her top back up. Now guys this is really hard for me, because for ten days now I have been in a constant situation of knowing that whatever girl I was with was guaranteed sex, now it was like being back in my own country. Will she, wont she, what move next etc

Well ten minutes later, and I start to move down to licking and kissing her legs, and slowly work my way up to the top. It is the most exciting feeling that I have for a long time, knowing that at the end of my journey, was a virgin snatch. She felt relaxed, so I continued, I licked and teased the outside of her knickers, then slowly pulled them to one side. Did she close her legs? No- she let me pull them further apart. I couldn't believe it, and for the next half hour I was licking and sucking and drinking this beautiful sweet untouched pussy. Her eyes rolled and she moaned very softly all the way through this. Eventually, I am thinking, I need to move this on to the next stage now, as my jaw was tiring, so I went to remove her knickers and that's where it stopped. Jolted back into reality she shot up and said " Please peter, No, not yet. I am not ready yet". Aarrrggghhh!!! What could I do, the look in her eyes as she gazed into mine basically said, if you insist, then of course it will happen, but please respect my wishes and wait, and it will happen. Of course there was no question I was going to do it any other way than she wanted. So close yet so far!.

She said she was falling for me and liked me very much. I said it was crazy of me to think that a girl that was three times younger than me, could fall in love with me. She said it was not unnatural to her and that if the person was nice, that was what counted.

That's Cuba folks.

We start to just lie and relax as it takes a while for my woody to subside, so we talk about other things or at least try to (my Spanish is crap). She says she can not go to the disco with us tonight, as her shoe is broken. She shows me, and indeed it is.

I say, why cant I drive her home and get a new pair. She says, she doesn't have another pair. So eventually they come up with a suggestion that if I drive them to a friends near the Libre hotel they can borrow a pair of shoes. So I set off at 5pm to drive them there, as Bulldog takes Popper for a walk up the malecon.

Whilst driving down the Malecon, I see a stunner or two, but what can I do?

We get outside some buildings and they tell me they will be back in 5 minutes. So I shoot off to use the toilets in the hotel, come back within 4 minutes and sit there waiting for another 25 minutes. No sign, so I am thinking they have done a runner- but why? She didn't have a single penny off me, so why? Well, whatever, I am pissed off with waiting now, so I drive away and find popper and bulldog. Tell them whats happened, and bulldog tells me they cant have done a runner as, he has her ID card.

Back at the Casa, the owner tells us that the girls thought I had done a runner as they saw me drive off when I went to the toilet. They had been back for the ID card and would return later. They had not returned an hour later and to tell you the truth I don't know whether I am relieved or not, as the prospect of spending a whole evening and night with a virgin that I am not going to be able to screw, might just have been too much frustration for me. There again, its going through my mind, maybe this is the night that she was gonna let me do it. So at 8pm, with no sign off the three of us went to cruise, and show Popper the sights. It was his first visit and he couldn't believe the events that were unfolding before his very eyes. We had a laugh with a few chicas by the Cohiba area, then on La Rampa I saw the heavenly SUZANNA

for the second time in two days. This time I was not letting her get away from me. So I fixed up to meet her the next day. Once again, I should have taken her there and then like she wanted me to. Instead we ended up at the Ipanema. But before that we made a visit to the boat, where we ate and also were confronted by Bulldogs previous Kati, who he had really liked and her Brother- only we had earlier found out that it was not her brother but her Husband. Bulldog had really liked her, but that had now totally vanished.

At the Ipanema, it looked like I was not going to bother with anything there that night, when I noticed a really cute fresh looking girl looking and smiling, and I knew straight away she was the one. 5 minutes later she was. Her name was JUDY

This like many of the photos does not show off the girls as well as they were in real life. Many of the photos when I look at them take a point or two of their looks. And I swear that is not an excuse. Well,we agreed on $30. It was the best $30 I have ever spent. How can someone so young and so pretty, be so horny and experienced. On the one hand she looked like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth, yet once she got going, she became a turn on just to look at, as she took charge. She would constantly look at me in the eyes and make those facial expressions that you see from Porn actresses in the movies. She left at 8am and I was totally drained.

SUNDAY 20TH Sept

A hot and sunny day - hurray!, but it was quiet everywhere, as Sundays do seem to be here. We drove round a lot. At 4pm. We dropped off Popper, to pick up his girl, who he had met when we visited the boat the night before. She was a nice girl and she spoke English, and I have to say they did suit each other very well, so it was no surprise to me that he spent most of his time with her, as he recently posted. Its an easy option on your first visit, and hey, if you get on great then why the hell not.

Me an Bulldog drove up the Malecon, after dropping Popper off. I saw this stunning pair of legs in a pair of orange hot pants, so we stopped and picked her and her black friend up.


YULAYDES was her name.


They came for a drink, then as they had been to the beach, we offered them a shower back at our Casa, which they accepted, She was 19, and about to go to Italy (Rome) for three years to study to be a doctor. Guys, this girl was 5-9" and had the best ass in the business, and she also had a look in the face of a young Sophie Loren.. Back at the Casa, we showered together, and I find this one of the nicest pleasures in life to shower with them, soap up the genitals and slide in and out of them with legs astride, while all that water is running all over both of you. We spent 40 minutes in the shower, till it ran cold, then dried off and hot the bed, and finished off there. And this is how good her ass was to me. It was no more than 5 minutes after I had come, than I am looking down at it, and I get a hard on again as I start to stroke it. This time, I start to put the end of my cock against her ass and she doesn't try to pull away. So I get up and get the KY, and, well you can guess what followed. She was reticent, as it was her first time and so I had to be very patient, but boy was it worth it in the end. I was in heaven. They left at 7pm and I gave her $15 for taxi and food and some presents. Said we would get together again the next day, ( but how many times have I said that now?)so she gave me her number and address and her phone number in Rome.

The last couple of days I have developed flu symptoms, that have started to get worse with each day, and I feel very rough tonight- couldn't shake it off, so decided against a woman tonight, especially after the session I had just had. We went out at 8-30pm and ate at the Doctor Café, then drove round, and bumped into MABEL, from yesterday and made excuses for tonight, but promised to meet at 2pm the next day, both her and her friend for Bulldog. We then left and went to Johnnies and had the usual offers, but as I said I was not interested, so I drove BD home with one he had selected. I went back to Johnnies, but just to see what offers there were. At 4am, still feeling rough, I went for a drive down the Malecon, and that's where I met the lovely SELENE

She was with a few people and I called her over. I suddenly peaked with a new vigor as I saw her close up- what a beaut. I asked her how much? She said how much did I want to pay. I said well, seeing as how its late, I reckoned on $30 till 10am. She said, she would only stay till 5-30. I said no and drove off.

5 minutes down the road, I said to myself, what the fuck am I doing. This is my next to last day- I have just seen one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen and I am arguing about the amount of time I want her in my bed. I turned round and drove back. She came over, and I thought I would play it a little cool. I said, that I liked her a lot, and could I have her address for when I return to Cuba. So she starts to write it down, when one of the guys sat on the sidewalk, shouts something to her, and she suddenly gets in the car, and shouts something back, then tells me to drive, drive. I put the foot to the floor, and this girl shout something to her and runs after us. She tells me to stop . Well all sorts is going through my mind here, as I don't have a fucking clue what’s going on.

This other girl catches up ( I notice she is pregnant) and they exchange words, then she tells me to drive off. I never pursued the matter, as perhaps I really did not want confirmation of the truth, for my own ego, but I reckon, he was her pimp or whatever, and that he had bollocked her the first time for not going with me for the money till 10am, so when I returned, he had shouted to her to get in the car and just go with me. Whatever, it was a lovely 3 hours as it turned out, with not one word being spoken, just a great feeling of two ships in the night, enjoying the pleasures of each others bodies. She had tears in her eyes several times and there was a fantastic feeling of immense closeness between us, but made all the more strange because we didn't talk. It was almost as if we both knew the futility of any conversation, as nothing but frustration would come out of it.

Frustration for her that she was in a situation that she did not like and had no escape or future, and frustration for me, because there would be nothing I could do about it, and she knew it. Yet there was this incredible wishful thinking and longing and pretense of "if only….." I remember falling asleep at some point early morning, and then was vaguely aware of a kiss on the cheek. I began to stir and realized that she was kissing me goodbye and was actually half way through the door, when I sat up and called her back. She was actually leaving with out any money! Now how the hell would she have explained that away. I couldn't let her do that, so I gave her what I had said, and an extra 20 asking her to promise to keep that for herself. What followed was the most amazing kiss filled with such sincerity, I almost wanted to cry. I promised that I would get in touch when I returned. She smiled and said "sure" in such a way that told me she had heard that many times before. I went to sleep feeling a bit guilty for being one of those people who make people like her feel like there is some light at the end of the tunnel- but I slept and I woke and well, life goes on. Sorry, I don't have a picture of her, but I couldn't disturb Bulldog to borrow his camera at that time if night, and to be honest I am more sorry that I don't have a picture of her for me, as a memory, more than for you guys.

MONDAY 21 Sept

Very sad. Last full day here for me. I came to a major decision here today, because I have never felt as sad to be leaving a place as I am on this trip. For me, certainly at this point, I have found MY Nirvana. This is the only place that I want to return to from now on ( apart from skiing). It does not get any better, certainly in terms of the way that I feel as contented as I do. Anyway, my head is just so full of this flu now, and I am blowing my nose every two minutes now. Out we go at 11am- breakfast, then cruise- met 2 girls on 5th Avenue- gorgeous- just simply gorgeous. Mine KATIA

was asolid 9+1/2 was in Pink and we arranged to pick them up at 8pm, although they wanted to come now, but we had a meeting already arranged for the afternoon.

At 2pm then we met MABEL and friend and went back to the Casa for 2 hours of massage and sexual no holds barred magic. This girl did really like me, as I first thought and the performance proved it.

So we dropped them off at about 4-30 and went to Libre Hotel Bar for a cocktail, and there I saw the best looking girl I think I have ever seen in Cuba ever. They do not come any better looking than this. A 10, and I have never given that before. She had a Yasmin le Bon look to her and reminded me a little of my old Indian girlfriend, who I nearly married 6 years ago. Unfortunately, as I told her she was my dream girl, it turned out she was married. She was sat there with two friends and she was not snobbish, but accepted the compliment very graciously and thanked me. Her husband turned up a little later- a fat balding Danny de vito lookalike- rich Italian guy in his late 40's. So guys there is heart for all of us. If he can get the best looking girl in Cuba, then so can we all, with effort and patience.

At night then, Popper picked up his girl and we picked up ours and the 6 of us drove round to find this Paladar we had eaten at a few days earlier. Could we find it? No. Spent 45 minutes searching and everyone was hungry and miserable now, so we cut our losses and went to Doctor Café again. Then we went to 18-30 disco. This place has totally lost it as a pick up place. Do not bother with 18-30- you have been warned!

This was my finest night- I could not bear the thought of having to leave this girl KATIA

The next day, as I was totally smitten by her. She was 18 and from Camaguey and had only been in Havanna for three days, and were only staying a week. As the night wore on, she says she loves me, and I tell her the same - well it might well be bullshit, but it was a great feeling to have while it lasted, and she was saying that if I returned in November, she would come and stay with me in havanna and then I could get an invitation for her to come to me in England then she could come and we could marry if everything worked out. Yeh nice thought in theory, but in practice??

Still it was a good thought to have throughout the night as we made love. I have never been done on anyone as long as I was on her, and she was the best BJ. If this is heaven, then it does not get any better. There is no problem in falling in love with a Cuban girl, but it had better be a cuban girl that does not let you fuck her on the first night or one that does not want or expect money in return for it. In other words a normal working girl that needs courting in the traditional way, and that is not me decrying the other girls who sleep for money. They are fantastic- just don't fall in love with them. Anyway, KATIA, cried in the morning, and I must say, I too had a tear in my eye. We dropped them off at midday, and said goodbye.

I went to the Casa and packed and then we went for a last cruise and a drink in the Libre, where we talked to 2 girls and sex in the car to airport was offered to me if I wanted it. Where else heh?

At the airport, unusually busy at check in, till I found out there was a bit of panic going on. Apparently the day before the plane to Gatwick had been overbooked by 70 so an extra 70 people were now in this line waiting to check in and someone was going round saying that this flight was now going to be overbooked by 70.

I have been told that Cubana are doing these fuck ups on purpose in an attempt to persuade the Airports Authority to give them more flights in to London.

Anyway, I gently wormed my way to the back of the line, in total contrast to what everyone else was doing, because I could think of nothing better than Cubana putting me up at their expense in Cuba, while I waited for another flight AND it could be a long delay as Hurricane George was due the next day. Heh Heh perfect I thought.

Unfortunately it was not to be, and they had put on a big DC10 again, and not only was it not full , but I got three seats to myself so slept well and the plane took off only half an hour late. Bye bye Cuba- I will be back! Soon.

Here I am a week later, still full of the flu, and spoke to BD, who got back yesterday.

He spent the last few days with the friend of my VIRGIN lady. He is really missing her. I have telephoned 5 of the girls already and what I do is this, I write what I want to say, type it into Alta Vista translation, and then read out over the phone to them the resulting translation, asking them only to answer yes or no to me. It seemed to work, and I have now asked them to write to me, so that I can type their letter into the translator, so that they have a chance to speak to me. From what I could glean over the phone though, they were so happy that I had taken the time to not only think about them, but to go to the trouble of translating and telephoning- they could not believe that someone would think so highly of them. It means of course that when I do return, that I have several beauties to meet up with. Boy I wish there was a pocket version of this Alta vista translator. It would be the best invention of the decade. I'm sure it’s only a matter of time before there is one. Full marks to the first TSMer to come across one.

Funny thing though with the translator, I tried a reverse translation, where I typed in the English and translated to Spanish, then cut and pasted the Spanish back in to translate to English. Well the results were hilarious, so God knows how they understood what I was reading over the phone to them. Does anyone know of an answer to this translation problem, where correct translation will occur?

Well that's it my friends. Whether you like the report or not, or have an opinion about me or not, I am not here to be judged, in the same way none of you are by me. I am simply just reporting how MY trip was, good/bad or indifferent.