Wake the next morning in Phnom Penh still heavily stoned feeling like recovering from a drug overdose. Cant make it to Kampot so book another 3 nights in my hotel in Phnom Penh. Getting bored, killing time.
Happy Pizza Recovery
Just stay in my hotel room recovering, the next day feeling paranoid. Booked up 3 nights in Kampot. Booked minibus from hotel, pickup would be 7AM only other time was 2:30PM, cost 12$ but lots of legroom .
Wandered out that evening and had meal along street 172 and it tasted wonderful. I suddenly fancied a massage with a happy ending. Like the drugs wearing off were enhancing my physical senses. Sank a few beers feeling normal again. Wont be indulging in anymore Happy Pizzas 🙁
Next day, still tender, walk riverfront and wish I had moved on now to Kampot. Bored,killing time, cabin fever. Out that evening a few drinks in the Sky Bar then check out the talent in DV8. Couple of hostesses not bad, buy one a ladydrink, but decide cannot do this so moved on.
Walking along the street back to 172 and a guy pulls up on a moped and offers me young girls. I tell him only interested in 18 yo and above. He shows me some photos, but too risky! He’s persistent, with the hard time I am having in the hostess bars its tempting to try something new, but again too risky!
Im noticing massage signs for 12$ other places its only 6$. Manicure, Pedicure also 12$ should have brought my clippers. Down street 172 go with an attractive mature masseur around 40 yo for 12$. She wants 20$ for a happy ending but settles on 15$, not cum properly though, head in wrong place.
More killing time in Phnom Penh the next day. Few coffees, beers in a few bars along the riverfront, taking shelter from the hot sun. I did try some Cambodian food, a beef Lok Lok and it was delicious, highly recommended. Most hotels along the riverfront especially budget dont have swimming pools to relax by during the day, recharge for the night.
Like Thailand most of the ATM’s in Cambodia charge you a few dollars for a withdrawal. The many little Chinese shops do money exchange if you have sterling or dollars. Exchange rate is crap though for £50 was getting around 63$ better than using the ATM.
For something different, took a tuk tuk one evening to the Darlin Darlin bar in Phnom Penh. Its here that the Chinese have moved into Phnom Penh. Inside a beer was 4$ but was happy hour until 9pm where you get another free. After 9 pm starts to get real lively with Asians, lots of freelancers standing about. live music, Filipino cover band.
I noticed one or two cuties in the crowd, but also mature and tattooed. Was not going to work for me, so took a Tuk tuk back to street 51.
Shanghai 3AM Rendezvous
I was heading back to the Shanghai bar. In the back of my mind were those cute Cambodian sisters. I knew I could barfine the older one. Inside the Shanghai the cute sisters were with someone and skilled at extracting lady drinks. I not get a look in.
Another Cambodian hostess sits with me, more mature aged 31 but attractive with big Asian tits. I have a bit of a tit fetish at the moment, want some breast relief. This one was up for coming back to my hotel with me. But they cannot leave the bar until earned 10 lady drinks! I was not going to buy her 10 lady drinks so she would come to my hotel at 3AM, I gave her the address and my number.
Breakfast Breast Relief
Im awakened from a deep sleep as my phone rings 3AM, its the big titted hostess from the Shanghai bar. She is let up to my room and we get down to some business. some BBBJ, titty wank and some fucking before we both fall asleep. In the morning I cum over her tits.
Breakfast together in the hotel then walk her down the street and give her $50. After she has gone I begin to miss her company, a reason not to do this.
Feel like I have been in Phnom Penh way too long now, really losing my enthusiasm to continue with this Asian adventure but have nowhere else to go. Maybe in the autumn of my life need a spiritual awakening rather than chasing temporary physical pleasures that never last long.
So for now, continue I must. I research some more on Sihanoukville which I will go on too after spending a few days in Kampot and Kep.
Bus to Kampot
The next morning after breakfast I am waiting for my bus pickup to Kampot and get talking to this Aussie guy who is pretty much out of it, but easy to talk to. He got robbed in a massage parlour, lost 600$ and his passport. He had to get family to transfer him some money via western union. While talking to me there is stuff falling out of his trouser pockets, a real dopehead. No way, for the grace of god go I. Oh Well, Kampot here I come.