A few days and nights into Phnom Penh and having a dry period. Through a little research online I would change tactics by not relying on the many hostess bars in Phnom Penh for mongering. A massage parlour down street 252 was in my sights.
Another typical morning in Phnom Penh, walk down the riverside, visited a temple where some Chinese tourists rudely trod on my toe, deliberately I think, ego bruised.
Then a spot of breakfast somewhere and some coffee. After which I sorted out some washing 1KG = 1$. Cant escape these menial tasks even in Phnom Penh.
Massa 252 Cambodian Girl
So outside my hotel in street 172 got friendly with a Tuk Tuk rider and took me to street 252 for 3$. I find the massa 252 and was discreet no onlookers, or busy cafe opposite, dont want people knowing my business.
Up some stair into the main reception area was a fishbowl, about 12 girls all Cambodian, two were cute. A massage was 15$. I chose a cute very pretty petite Cambodian girl who took me to a private room.
Funny that there was a no sex sign on the door and a little window of which she pulled across a shutter. Get naked and the massage was pretty crap, but I enjoyed her company, sweet personality to go with here cuteness.
She then ask 80$ for boom boom, but she drops to 60$. Gets naked, lovely little natural pussy, kissing her neck etc, enjoying myself with her. Then get on top and job done. Pretty much routine sex as usual in a massage parlour but served a purpose.
Massage Parlour or Hostess Bar?
The hostess bars in Phnom Penh were failing me, too hit and miss, just end up spending and drinking too much. Going to a massage parlour like Massa 252 is the way Asian men do it when they want a release, and I am beginning to understand why. Although would much prefer to interact with a couple of beautiful girls in a hostess bar that were then up for barfining. But this seems to be becoming a thing of the past. More miss than hit now.
Relaxing evening People Watching
Pressure released, lost my cherry in Phnom Penh, but disillusioned with mongering in Phnom Penh today. So out that evening along the riverfront, just for a few drinks and something to eat, felt more relaxed, but tomorrow I would check out of my hotel and take a bus to Kampot and try my luck there before continuing my journey to Sihanoukville.
Found a nice sky bar along the river front and snapped a few pictures. My how the skyline of Phnom Penh has changed in the last few years. You can see where the Chinese have moved in, but for now seemed to have stayed out of the colonial old town.
Took a wander back up street 136 and had a drink in the Candy bar where a mature hostess took care of me. The first floor balcony in the Candy bar is a great place to have a few Angkors overlooking street 136 below, watching all the people coming and going.
Happy Pizza OD
I then decided it was time for something to eat, time for something different. What with that hostess in Sharkys saying I look sad. Decided it was time to try one of these infamous Phnon Penh Happy Pizzas. I found a recommended joint down street 179 and ordered my favourite pizza and gestured for them to make it a happy one!
You pay an extra $1 or 2 or 3 for a happy pizza depending on how strong you want it. Lovely pizza and then made my way back to my hotel. I imagined I would be stoned on my bed through the night giggling to myself. Back in the room I could feel it coming up. Later I was totally fucked! way to much, even going to the toilet took all my coordination skills. I just knew eventually it would wear off. Iv not had any cannabis for years but this was just way too much, dont enjoy being in this state. I guess we need a reminder every now again why I dont partake in this shit anymore. Unlikely I was going to make the bus to Kampot tomorrow.