Part 1 – Monger Matts Mexican Adventure
Where in the world??
Fellow Mongers, I’m sure we have all faced this very same question at some time or other when we have had the time and have had the funds to get away from it all, to travel as far as it takes, but the burning question has been to WHERE?, to where in the world do I go to next?
Take the period coming up to last Christmas, I’m at home late at night surfing the web for ideas for January next month and my brain is muddled; 3 Weeks holiday coming up and this is going to be my first real break, long-haul away from home mongering trip for 3 years and I am tired, I really do need this break but I don’t want to mess things up by making a bad choice.
Different thoughts and ideas are coming and going, too frequently as I’m spending most free time now in the evenings surfing the net, looking and researching new destinations. At least the fares and prices will come down a bit after the expensive Christmas period, I hoped.
What are the Options?
So, what are the options? Or should I just play it safe, knowing just what to expect by returning to the same old mongering comfort zone like I once did to Thailand for example, on and off over an 8-year period. Now though, I would be bored shitless if I ever returned to the likes of Pattaya or even Bangkok. Now how spoilt is that?
Having got a lot older and hopefully becoming a little wiser though, returning to the devil you know same place surely is not such a bad thing when it comes to mongering. If you are not already sick of the place, then why not. You know what the weather is going to be like, ‘PRICES’ (most importantly,) what the food is like, best places to stay, what to do, how to get around and what not to do. Already you are 3 to 5 days ahead of any first-time newbie straight off the plane and no longer being a gullible first time visitor, it is unlikely you are going to get ripped off.
1. Ethiopia, Addis Ababa
Well into 2016 this was my wish list of 5 new places to consider,1 Hot and seedy Addis Ababa, Ethiopia (partly researched as a 5 day stop off perhaps, en route to SE Asia). Where Ethiopia probably has the nicest looking women in black Africa too.
Or option 2 Maybe. Sihanoukville Cambodia, lovely beaches with enough nightlife and not too expensive. What I imagine Pattaya used to be like before it got ruined. (Partly researched again as part of a SE Asian trip).
3. Uzbekistan, Tashkent
Or option 3 perhaps, Large blonde Russian girls, and big booty Arab girls in mysterious Tashkent, Uzbekistan, another Kiev city perhaps there for rich pickings far, far away on the old Silk Route (just partly researched) as long weekend stop over en route again to SE Asia. Having been to Kiev and meeting some girls from Tashkent, who were definitely game for a laugh, really did wet my appetite for Uzbek girls.
4. Geylang, Singapore, Medan Indonesia
Or maybe book a return flight to Singapore to sample the delights of Geylang, courtesy of Mr Qs excellent reports and postings here on MongerPlanet,
before catching the ferry to check out Batam Island Indonesia before flying on to steamy hot and sticky Medan, a new city in Indonesia for me to try.
Just the name Medan turns me on together with a posting I once read in one of the old World Sex Guides archives about a hotel receptionist in her sexy short skirt uniform entering the person’s room to translate and negotiate a further price while they were in the middle of having an intimate full body full naked massage. From a SE Asia point of view, all roads definitely lead to Jakarta, my favourite city of all time in this part of my favourite part of the world.
5. Cuba, Havana
But here’s the best bit, the 5th, I saved until last to mention, mainly your Sir Paul’s excellent trip report on Havana, Cuba. This time I did have the time and the funds for a country I have always wanted to visit and the airfares including even business class, even travelling in January at one point looked surprisingly reasonable and tempting. But somehow my enthusiasm had then worn off a bit after doing lots and lots of further research. Whilst the freelancer street whore scene which Sir Paul experienced in Havana turned me on, big time, together with the possibility of semi or non-pros
as well like that waitress from the café on the seafront, due to an apparent lack or nonexistence cheap short time fuck hotel rooms, I didn’t much like the thought of walking through someone’s kitchen or living room to enjoy the experience. I do like my home comforts now when travelling, especially if it’s to a very hot Third World Country, so from an accommodation point of view where to bring girls back would be a big no, and too expensive anyway to stay in a decent hotel with good food, good vibes and guaranteed bed cockroach free, the tropical island of Cuba and Havana was looking less and less viable. Maybe next time though.
And so, to my choice which I didn’t know at the time, a country that I had always considered to be one of the most dangerous places in the world to visit, Mexico.
Again, lodged somewhere in my brain was an article I had read on some forum, some time ago, about a lovely small town in Mexico which was neither Tijuana, Cancun (perish the thought) nor Acapulco and very inexpensive. Both a port and small local Mexican beach resort with reasonably nice beaches, a lovely old laid back Spanish Colonial main square was described, where a live band played most nights and where the main street action was. The writer or blogger described sitting at his favourite restaurant on the square each night, picking and choosing the most attractive women he was going to take back to his hotel. Now to me that didn’t sound too bad.
So moving on swiftly to what I call that withdrawal symptoms, neither here nor there period otherwise known as that dull boring week between Christmas and the New Year, I was sitting in the basement of a favourite book shop of mine in London’s Tottenham Court Road, late one afternoon, with a nice cappuccino randomly flicking through a copy of the footprint Mexico Handbook and the first page I opened was Mexican highlights with a colour map where included in the highlights was a Place on the Gulf of Mexico Called Veracruz which read ‘Exuberant hedonism at one of Mexico’s most fabled port and party towns’. Yep, that was it, that was the place.
So, getting my smart phone out before buying the book I first checked online if there were any direct flights from the UK to this place called Veracruz which there aren’t apparently. So the next question was, is it possible to fly there from Mexico City and the answer was, according to my research yes, there are many flights daily and there was even the option of taking one of the frequent long distance bus services from Mexico City which takes around 5 to 6 hours.
According to Skyscanner, flights to Mexico City from London whilst not direct, were no more expensive than flying to Bangkok, Singapore or Jakarta with the only two currently direct flights from London with either BA or Aeromexico being a bit pricy. Most of the cheaper non direct flights which came up were via the US which adds a lot of time on spent actually travelling and with the exception of Canada, it was not a route I was not keen on doing.
Next question which was just as important to me as I like to spend the odd afternoon on the beach was what was the weather going to be like, and the answer was fairly hot with average high temperatures reaching around 24 *C and what about the cost of hotels? A quick look at booking.com showed very comfortable first class hotels with nice swimming pools close to the main square for around only $30 to $40 US per night. Now that was tempting but not all was done and dusted.
There was still the question of safety, which I was still to research further especially with that incident reported on the news still fresh in my mind about a member of the Mercedes F1 team being robbed at gunpoint in Mexico City whilst travelling from the airport during the last Mexican Gran Prix.
Mexico is a lawless place, a well-meaning person told me. Just think about that, that is frightening but so is Cambodia according to some and any country where they have a very low paid and corrupt police force can also be lawless so the list can go on and on. But from a personal point of view what did concern me the most was the fact that just like Sir Paul, we both like to venture out and explore with no stones left unturned every mongering corner, nook and cranny from top to bottom in any town for as long as it takes, so constantly hearing the same thing about stick to the main resorts etc, and don’t venture too far off the beaten track and you will be ok still gave me that burning doubt about would I be able to hold back and restrain myself from doing just that.
Sometimes I’m not sensible.
However, researching further and reading further still, I came to the conclusion that even for a die-hard mongerer like me, most places in Mexico are no more dangerous than most cities in the world. For sure I would be keeping away from drugs and small border town people smugglers.
There and then, booked
Anyway, with my time off less than a couple of weeks away and still undecided at that point where to go for 10 days plus an extra 2 to compensate for the travelling and jet lag etc, I decided, as I also had a wedding to go to when I returned and needed the rest of the time I still had off to get things in order at home, I whittled my preferred choice of destinations on the Skyscanner App down to Singapore, Jakarta, Mexico City, Havana (still with an open mind if the price was right), and San Jose, Costa Rica was added to my search from any London airport thrown in for good luck. After searching flights on and off for two days and fine tuning the days of departure, and seeing the prices rise and drop a bit before checking again, out of the blue popped up a very good deal with British Airways with a convenient Saturday lunchtime departure flying direct from London Heathrow to Mexico City but would mean me being away for 1 extra day which I booked there and then.
Coming up in Part 2 I find my feet and bearings in Veracruz and have my first Mongering Experience.
By Monger Matt.