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have been to AC in 2003 at the urging of a fellow PI traveler. Stayed at swagman affiliate place. Underground rooms. dark and noisy a/c. low power shower. luke warm water. crappy towels. crappy 30 yo TV.
2 hr bus ride from Manila with 1 wc stop on the highway. AC is an ex-military base from the 70's and looks like it. Dirt and shit everywhere. Action is on 1 main street about 2Km long. Starts off innocent enough with a legit masssage place. I went in and had to listen to a cringe worthy conversation from a yank in the next booth.." do you like it here?".."do you get paid well"..."where is your family".."do you have a boyfriend" etc etc etc...definely a noob.
I wandered up the main drag and had a meal about 8 PM. Then trawled various GB's for 1 hour. All tired and unnatractive girls dancing the same steps to the same music. How Mundane is all this. I read about a famous BJ bar, so I sought it out in high expectation. Turned out to be nothing more than a small cafe. Couple of FL's outside perked up "you want BJ, this is the place..you come with me.." Curious, I accept her kind offer. We go down the road a bit. She says "I have private room" (negating the whole expectation of a BJ Bar). She's young a cute. So I no complain. LEads me down a dark and narrow alley. Here we go I thought. Prepared I was with minimum cash, no cards and photocopy passport. I go into a room with a double bunk. She junps on the lower and starts stripping off. very low light so its hard to see any detail. She shows me the bar rubber mattress on the lower bunk which is now the concrete floor. 10 mins later I'm done and dusted. out the door and back on mainstreet. I see here again later int he night and she even says hello and come back tomorrow.
Next day I leave AC. Somewhat dissapointed. No pools, beaches, fresh air. Just a hot and dry cesspool of sin.
score 1/10
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