A few days in BA

That's all I had so I tried as much as I could

First US$= A$3. 927

Pros are legal in Argentina

I got Jackson's BA Cheat Sheet from the home page. Thanks Jackson that made things really easy. It turned out that I was within walking distance to everything in that sheet in the Centro. And mostly walked to all opportunities.

I went to the two suggested Boliches: Cattos and Hooks, but it was early (9 pm) and not much action, but enough for me. I was approached separately by two 6-7s and the deal is that I take them to the hotel and bring them back. I had to work early the next day and so I passed. Also it seemed very open ended expensive, that is there was no fixed limit to spending.

Apartrment: I went to Gysells and the apt is now 2C. And it is on Suipacha 834 but 2C. BTW the boliches are also on Suipacha There the ladies were introduced and I had a very nice time at the rates that Jackson's cheat sheet shows. This strikes me as the best deal. No cab rides no taxi tip. I am sure that had I more time to shop around I could have gotten more for much less. Look in the phone booths for lots of ads. However another advantage of the cheat sheet is that the businesses described there are safe.

Last are the coffee shops. I went to the two listed, and cafe New Orleans is well. Bountiful. I walked in for a coffee at 3:00 in the afternoon and there were 9 to 10 chickas ranging form 6 to 9. They were clearly dressed for action. I am not sure what the protocol is, but I did have one ask me if she could join me. I politely declined, and she was not buying my reason for the denial, but I persisted, so she left.

It hard to call hunting in BA mongering. It is really more of choosing to satisfy your taste. If the analogy is hunting, all the game is fenced in and nobody shoots back. Boliches and cafes require some thought at getting a cab finding a hotel (or going to yours), and tip for cabn fare back. On the other hand the aprtments are easy, and the steps are just as the Cheat sheet says.

For a first timer in BA with a short amouint oif time I had a memorable time.

[QUOTE=Docht Traveler; 412273]That's all I had so I tried as much as I could

First US$= A$3. 927

Pros are legal in Argentina

I got Jackson's BA Cheat Sheet from the home page. [/quote]Excellent decision
[quote]Thanks Jackson that made things really easy. It turned out that I was within walking distance to everything in that sheet in the Centro. And mostly walked to all opportunities.

I went to the two suggested Boliches: Cattos and Hooks, but it was early (9 pm) and not much action, but enough for me. I was approached separately by two 6-7s and the deal is that I take them to the hotel and bring them back. I had to work early the next day and so I passed. Also it seemed very open ended expensive, that is there was no fixed limit to spending. [/quote]If they won't agree to a set price before you make arrangements to leave the club, tell them to get lost.

Stick to the road, stay off the moor.

Road: places you have researched on argentinaprivate with its thousands of posts about hunting in Bs As

Moor: a place about which you know nothing other than its location and phone number which you found on a card pasted to a phone booth which card had a picture of a hot looking chica (which was probably stolen off the internet of a chica who probably never set foot in Argentina).
0In relative terms. That is your inner voice telling you to stick to the road, please listen to it.
1It is like hunting at a game farm, the quarry are usually well fed, plentiful and come in all shapes and sizes. Occasionally you'll find something you never expected to come across. There is no need for a fence, most don't have any intentions of going anywhere.

Always shoot twice
2A little advanced planning facilitates a rewarding operation at these types of places
3The only way it would be easier would be if privados starting installing drive-thru windows
45Glad to hear it. That's my objective (that and convincing Esten to vote Palin in 2012)

I also spent a few days in BAs.

Still a little road fried, just got home today.

Anyway, it was my second trip in a few years, the first mainly business. This trip wasn't exclusively pussy chasing since I also took in some sights, including two bike tours, which I highly recommend, though having a city bus P.S. You on a mountain bike in South America feels a little risky.

No women ever stole any cash from my wallet, though they had some chances.

Quick recaps:

• Someone here on the forum recommended Alejandria. I used cat-tracker to trace her profile from her phone number. Went to her apartment in Palermo with the print out, said "This doesn't quite look like you. " She noted that although the face was different, the body was the same; she didn't need her family knowing what she did for a living. Alejandria seemed like a sweet stoner chick, but her front upper teeth are fairly jacked, like baby teeth. Didn't limit her ability to suck a dick, though. Nice hooters, too. Great body overall. (Warning: She'll totally try to tongue wrestle you.)

• Andrea at Gysell's seemed like a nice girl, too skinny for me, though. Seems like a lot of these girls prefer going the route of fellatio. I usually got two shots in with them for the hour. Could be all this dieting makes them hungry; far as I know, my cock could taste like bacon.

• The biggest pleasant surprise for me was a Yoko in the 2800 block of Santa Fe. She's in her early 30s, maybe a little older. Great massage, very affectionate. She seemed a little hurt that I didn't want to kiss her on the mouth. But she had the kind of body I liked, lean, but an ass, and muscle on her back; mostly, she had the personality. I really enjoyed my session with her, but I had to catch a cab to the airport and couldn't stay longer. Yoko looked better than her photos. At first, she tried to just give me a hand job at the end of the massage, but I said, "You know I plan on sticking that inside you, don't you? " So she hopped to the bed.

• The Taxi Ezezia service works just fine for solo passengers. I speak Spanish and enjoy the opportunity to visit with locals. It was 128 pesos from the airport to the city, and 98 from the city back. The return driver was actually a half hour early. Good experiences, though the dude who walked me and others to our cabs at the start of my trip kind of got on my nerves. I had a big wad of cash on me and wasn't looking to bring it into view. "Tip me, I like the tips, " he said, as I found my way. So I gave him a P.S.. (If I feel like experiencing a luxury car with a well tailored driver, I'll rent the DVD "The Transporter" with Jason Statham.)

• I like Argentina and Chile for their European culture, cuisine and wine. Truth, though, is that I like my women a little more on the athletic, meaty side. Really skinny women don't do as much for me. So sometimes I bypassed looks for bumpers. Reckon I like my girls ethnic with ass to spare. I'd say I probably relate better to women in their early 30s. I'm 40. What happens to older porteñas? Some eventually gain weight, and some, from what I saw at the airport, develop scratchy smoker voices and get so wrinkled and tanned that it looks like they narrowly escaped the tannery.

• Didn't spend much time downtown. If I were to visit BAs again, I'd probably shoot for Palermo Soho. Even if it didn't meant as much trim, no worries. The park in Palermo was a great place to visit. Lots of chunky butt women on skates.

• From what the locals tell me, Argentine women can be just as problematic as women elsewhere. Though inflation is steadily increasing. Grocery prices didn't seem all that much different to me than in the USA. Americans and other tourists in Argentina may have the scale of economy on their side when it comes to women. Even books and DVDs didn't seem to be bargains. Seventy to 100 pesos on dinner seemed pretty common. At the same time, though they may be excessive in their efforts, at least Argentine women take some pride to maintain a sense of femininity and sexuality. American women don't set the bar too high.

• I think there can be damn fine looking women from many places, from the Caribbean to Buenos Aires and beyond. To get a really good attitude in a woman, I think it's probably necessary to get out of the bigger cities. City rat races, along with consumerism and low self esteem among women can create truly poisonous attitudes.

• Like in a lot of Latin America and New York, Buenos Aires seems to be all about hustling. As much as I like the poetry of Latin America, I'm basically an American who needs punctuality and assurances.

• The women I asked didn't mind me taking their photos, as long as they were for me alone. One woman said, "Let me put my clothes on. " I suggested she just slip on my shades, and she was good with that.

• Next time I might fly to Santiago, Chile, then bus over to Mendoza to do the bike tours. Biking, wine and pussy seem like my kind of trinity.

Forgot to mention. After about a week in Buenos Aires, I actually had some locals asking me for directions. They weren't getting close enough to pickpocket me or anything like that.

In one case, it was a woman probably in her early to mid-50s. I think she knew where she was going but may have been hitting on me. Asking me how long I was in BAs and all that. I could have pursued it, but I think my gut instinct was that I didn't feel like investing the time or effort scoring some menopausal snatch.

Told my morally righteous brother about that encounter when I got home, and he said, "Why not? " When I told him I'the seen hookers outside Orleans, he asked if I knew how much they cost. "No, that kind of thing doesn't interest me, " I said.

The Internet may be good for finding out where a casa is, but escort sites, I'd say, probably have at least a 50% chance of posting false photos. That's being generous on my part.

The other night, I was perusing past postings for Giselle's place and I noticed that a group of photos for one girl supposedly there, who also posted on Platynum, also had a close up shot of an entirely different woman's breasts. I verified this by looking up escort Yoko's profile. Actually, the Yoko escort photos were entirely different from the Yoko I screwed (but she was a great lay nonetheless).

So I guess for any visitor to BAs, you might as well just go to a larger house and get the parade, until you sort of develop a rapport with a girl you like.

Otherwise, you go to clubs, drink it up and let alcohol by your own personal Adobe Photoshop.