At the end of my five-week holiday in Thailand, I let myself be talked into four nights in Phnom Penh by an old mate. He was going to do his monthly visa run there. He had been there eight weeks earlier and said that things in SVAY PAK had hardly changed at all. A bit of hope was growing on the old PNHs and Expats.

Shit. SVAY PAK (k11) is dead as a doornail, all the houses are locked. Of course if one demands then one is let in (as if nobody would see, and as if there were no grasses there….), ok, in the HOME FAR AWAY FROM HOME café one is asked in by Mamasans and pimps, it’s all no problem, not dangerous at all, completely safe, FOR THEM.

Was there twice, my mate didn’t have a shag, I only had one, and was worried during it…. In earlier days five to eight mouths had taken “measurements”, on top of that one or two LTs, nothing like that any more, it’s all finished.

The day before we arrived they had stormed the WHITE HOUSE, it’s said that a Barang and a Jap had snuffed it.

During the second evening my mate met an old friend in MARTINIS, he was completely shocked and at the end of his nerves. What had happened? Well I’ll tell you now:

He had been in SVAY PAK, WITHOUT having done anything, was sat in HFAFH such as we usually do. After leaving the place, he was arrested by plain clothed coppers. The pretence, he had had sex in a certain house with a Viet girl, nothing about under-aged, or whatever. It is forbidden to do “it” for money.

The guy was completely at the end of his nerves, only due to his good contact to a PNH newspaperman, was he able to get himself freed. He’s never going to go to SVAY PAK again, and as of that day, this was also one of our new rules.

Down town: Business as usual. Ripped off by one from the street outside LUCKY STAR, once in the room she decided that she didn’t want to give me a blowjob, instead she just wanted to perform a massage, chucked her out and out of principle tried at least to get my cash back. Suddenly there was nobody else there, nobody spoke English, Ok, its my own fault…. That’s definitely the last time that I am going to pay for sex in advance.

Apart from that everything was ok. I had to hang about until the usual bars opened due to the lack of the SVAY PAK. A quick trip out to KIN SVAY, the story about the whorehouse on stilts. A quick shag about one metre above the Mekong for ten US dollars, very good, gave me a professional Thai massage beforehand, she was naked of course. The girl had gigantic tits and a luscious figure. Her tits bobbed about to the rhythm of her massage. Sorry no vids, but pics.

Talking about gigantic tits, I have been to Cambodia a few times now, mainly because of the Viet-hens. Out of necessity, I have had to take a Khmer now and again. It’s true, not all are clean, it’s not true, they DO blow! At least a lot of them do. But what’s special: The size of their tits, unbelievable. Why hadn’t I realised that in the past? One opens the blouse and the tits shoot out as one only sees at home during a wet dream. First of all the things are large as they look….!??! One would think that they are small, but sometimes one is even enough for both hands…. I must admit that I am not a tit specialist, and am just starting to get interested in this sector. I used to find large tits awful. But now, after the experience with some of the Khmer chicks, I am starting to find my taste for such things. The consistency of the things is sheer indescribable.

There are enough luscious figures! I have often enough screwed dark skinned chicks with plump backsides, good sex and missed nothing whilst on the job. I don’t understand the discussion about Brazil or Asia just because of the arse and tits. One can get these in Cambodia as well (BTW, I have even had a few plump arses and slightly overweight figures in Thailand, but that’s a different story). One should just keep ones eyes open and not see everything in such a fanatical manner.

New: Mikado Club, opens 17:00 hrs, ST 10, LT 20. There are quite a few good hens there, nice bar; quite a few booths for screwing, ST room upstairs. One VIP room is available for five US dollars an hour. The “screwing booths“ are about the right size: Two couches opposite each other, in between them is a table. The curtain is closed. Me on one couch, opposite sits my mate. We each have two hens, one in each arm. Cold drinks, good music, altogether a good atmosphere. Messed around with the whores for about an hour, donated a few drinks (two US dollars a drink). Made it clear to the hens that they were wasting their time trying to get us to go to the ST room. Instead, we gave them a five-dollar tip as promised. Blow jobs, licking, all we wanted. A lot of fun for little money. They nearly even said goodbye with a kiss on the hand. On another day, I took one with me to the VIP room: My first “Karaoke sex”, seen the CD? Khmer music with under titles to enable the singing as usual, but with Asian hard-core porn on it as well, amusing, leather couch, living-room table, shower and WC, everything quite usable. The sex was ok with a shot in the mouth. A catholic massage was possible in the same house.

In the next place there were 20 hens, none of them had anything on underneath, up the stairs and locked the door. My mate was thrilled, I somehow couldn’t get going all that well, had dipped my hand in the shit with the ST (two chicks), one got stroppy so I chucked her out. The place could be put to use though, it was the only one where one was able to get a blowjob at the bar for free.

A few miscellaneous other places of the same style, one should just ask the driver, there’s quite a lot going on in PNH town.

MARTINIS: More or less unchanged, saw a lot of new young hens and a few old acquaintances from SVAY PAK (BTW, the girls from certain pool bars are also quite flexible). Met Lon again, my God, I thought she was married to the Ami. No she’s not, she works on her own accord and is just as good looking as she was three years ago, her girlfriends as well. However, the girls have learned a thing or two, are more self-dependent and cheeky, negatively meant of course. Don’t need that sort of thing any more; she has messed up the freelancer scene.

SHARKYS: dto. Die Massage Mafia are at you straight away and charge one dollar. Had a steak for six US dollars, middle of the road I would say, usable freelancers, but is a cool scene (ok, more or less).

On my last night there, I asked the barkeeper for his two most lustful chicks, took them with me (20 US dollars). Had a small party, took a few vids with my new CANON MB6i (am really chuffed with it) and later on a few pics as usual with the EXILIM. One is plump, strappy, sweet thing, with who I nearly fell in love. Cuddling with huge tits, huge backside, and the appropriate cuddly gut, until the doctor comes with the “face injection” at five in the morning.

She would be all right in Brazil.
 

Because of the “she hasn’t even got a backside discussion”. I have now and again taken notice…. Of course most of the Khmer hens are more delicate that the Brasi Chicas. However, one cannot expect to find an XXL arse fastened to a 40-kilo frame, would look a bit strange. It’s all to do with the proportions, and when it comes to that, the Khmer hens are way out front, that’s as far as my taste is concerned anyway.

No more PNH because of the SVAY PAK – have to wait and see how things develop, who knows what will happen in the (in the past safe) town. Cambodia is and stays incalculable. Anyhow, I was able to top up my vitamin supply for cheap.

P.S. The MIKADO is at 21 Street Corner Street 49 (just round the corner is the La Cyrcee (??)).

Know the Sophie Club? A further Highlight. No 9E1, St. 53/118

A flight is like a stones throw: Approximately 50 minutes separates us from the highly civilised Thailand and the capital city of the third world state Cambodia, Phnom Penh. The return flight costs approx 5500 Baht (around 120 Euros). Can be booked in any of the many travel agents of Bangkok (also able to be booked in every better hotel). One does not have to fly with Thai Airways; they want about 8000 THB for the return flight.

There is a lot of hanging about and waiting at the Pochentong Airport: The procedure for applying for a visa (is not much of a problem at the airport, one should have passport photos with though, costs 20 US dollars) is still long winded, we had to stand in a queue for 50 minutes at immigration, then for another 50 at the counter itself. They seem to have changed the system to a computer system, the problem is that the officers don’t seem to be able to get used to the technology, I can’t think of any other explanation for the fact that it takes ten minutes to clear each person. Well, it doesn’t matter, we eventually got through. Our driver Mr Sophann (25 US dollars for him for 24 hours service) is waiting for us and takes us to the LUCKY STAR hotel. (See hotel tips) We got the necessary things done (got a safe at the reception, unpacked and had a quick shower) before we went out on the trail. I found my first bit of “easing” in a booth in the MIKADO CLUB…. We took two hens each into the facility which is separated from the rest of the place by means of a curtain. As I have already mentioned, they are in a good mood and ready to get going! Can do what we want with them, ok, that’s what we await when paying a couple of US dollars for each drink. Short time for about an hour costs five US dollars in a room. We wanted to have a bit of fun together – and not just nip off to some room to shoot our loads, we can do that anywhere.

OK, a change of style. Let’s get down to business! There are a few extremely good places to go to in Phnom Penh. My favourite, of course, is the MARTINI BAR; as a matter of fact, it is a disco, that’s if you could call it a disco. Don’t worry, to tell the truth (just like everything after dark in Phnom Penh), it’s a knocking shop, or even better, a place where one is able to chose a “beauty of the night” for a small fee. The address:

Martini Bar
Open 7pm to 3am
#110, Street 173,
Phnom Penh, Cambodia
tel: 011 874 416

They also have their own Website:
http://www.martini-cambodia.com

Everyone in the town knows of this place. I said it was a “disco”, that’s right, one can have a dance here if one pleases, but one doesn’t have to, one doesn’t have to dance to make a find. I like dancing myself, but not just to be able to drag some girl along with me. Description of the location.

Open Air area (roofed) with a bar outside, tables (food available but I cannot recommend this crap), and absolutely loads of girls sitting around, just take a walk through and hang around until one of them starts chatting to you, or more often to chat someone up. US! Buy them a drink; ask about the weather or their outfit… It works, guaranteed. Once again: It’s a knocking shop, the girls are waiting for us, to get off with us, yes, it’s only to do with money. Prices: Starts at 10 US dollars for a short time (a quick visit to your own hotel with the hen for an hour or so) and it costs 20 US dollars for long time (over night). Sometimes could cost double, have you got enough cash with you?

Then there are the discos, music, dancing, cold drinks… Everything as usual. Of course, the same programme as outside. Easy!

Take a look at the Website, but don’t let the pics shock you: As from the evening (as from 22:00 or 23:00 hrs), there are some very nice hens.

I know a few people in Phnom Penh who visit the place more or less on a daily basis. Have downed quite a few bottles of Black Label, and got of with quite a few hens, this is compulsory in Phnom Penh.

Here a few pics from the MARTINI to get things going, don’t let yourself be given a fright, just a “cross section”, and of course, there are a few crappy girls there as well, but how many cuties can you make off with during the evening?

Apart from the Martini, I would like to talk about a few other places. First of all the Clubs/Bars. These open at six in the evening, and all three are worth visiting:

Sophie Club
No 9E1, St. 53/118

Is quite near to the Central Market. Don’t let yourself be put off by the sight of the building from the outside and the stairway (pictures 6 – 9). One has to knock at the door; the door is opened, and closed behind one immediately. The advantage of this is that the girls in the bar have the peace and quiet to unpack your cock and give you a good old blowjob. This is free of charge. However, after a short time, a lady-drink is expected, costs two US dollars, ok, a good performance has to be rewarded. After some time, one grabs a girl (better 2, 3, or even more) and takes them to one of the ST rooms. This service costs ten US dollar per girl. They are really good; they are worth every single cent. It is also possible to “hire” a chick, something I have never done because the town is packed out with young good-looking whores who are willing to take my money. So, after that, a bite to eat, then off down to the Martini. I finish the evening off with a few bevies and interviews with some pleasant and motivated up and coming talents – of course one takes one of them along for the night, costs about 20 US dollars for the whole night.

Cyrcee Club
No 13, St 49
Description with photo HERE

Is also situated quite near to the Central Market, quite a few cuties, same system except that nothing is done in the bar, rooms are on the first floor, prices are similar.

Slightly offset, and the road on the corner is the

Mikado Club
No 21, Street 136, corner 49

In the bar, they have private rooms, or booths in which one can more or less quite liberally have fun with one or more girls (curtains). The ST room is upstairs. VIP room for five US dollars an hour extra. The prices are similar. Some of the rooms are very nice, with mirrors, lights and a clean shower. 

Then a few “normal” Bars:

Sharky’s Bar & Restaurant
126 Street 130
Hompage here

American style Billiards, food not too bad to OK, a lot of freelance whores who want to massage you as a pack, charging one dollar after only five minutes, a bit of a rip-off. Not my sort of place, maybe it has something to do with the atmosphere, and that in all the years I have been visiting the place, I have never really dragged anything decent out of the place. Shout out the usual prices, start of with 50, but are happy to accept 15 for a ST or 25 for LT.

Walkabout Bar (and Hotel)
Corner St. 174/51
Homepage here

Nothing special at all. Also Ami style with billiards, but good for pulling a girl after the Martini closes (all the girls set of in this direction after two in the morning).

About 100 metres further down the road on the other side of the street.

Heart of Darkness

A disco with a strange atmosphere, somehow a little aggressive and unfriendly, never felt very happy there, but some might like the place.

Here a few detailed field studies from Phnom Penh.

Back in Phnom Penh

I had another few nice days in PP. Generally, not much has changed here since my last report. I got Sophann to drive me around quite a lot, of course I went to Svay Pak on a daily basis, in fact on the last day I visited the place twice. The road to Svay Pak has been repaired, the journey is now a lot quicker, and without the potholes all over the road the journey is also a lot more comfortable. PP had luckily just missed being flooded. The Mekong had only needed to rise by another 50 centimetres and it would have happened. I saw myself how high the water had been, it had been, so to say, only the width of a gnat’s bullock from flooding. Just think about it, six months earlier as I had been to PP in the dry season, the water level had been about ten metres lower, it could have even been 15 metres as far as I know. If one takes these dimensions into consideration, 50 centimetres is not that much at all. I had wanted to be taken to the place where the small restaurants were alongside the river, you know, the place where I had poked the girl in one of those overheated huts with the shit-hole in the floor. We couldn’t even leave the main road to get down there, the water was already that high and we would have still had to driven for ages to reach the place. There was probably nothing left of the “restaurants” anyway. On asking Sophann what had happened to the people, he answered that they were now out on the street. The people there really don’t have it all that easy at all.

One evening I had let myself be driven down to the 154^th street (the area between the 63^rd and 158^th ). There was supposed to be something to do for my type of person, I took a look at three different places, they were supposed to be massage parlours. The chicks sit on top of brightly lit up platforms waiting for punters. Wasn’t my sort of thing, why should I visit a massage parlour in Cambodia? The Thai massage parlours are so much better. It’s said that chicks there are available for a bout of ST for a very reasonable price.

At last I have taken a look at Toul Kork, but only whilst sitting in the car. Sophann told me that it was quite dangerous around there and also very dirty, it’s near the harbour where the speedboats and ferries leave for Siem Riep etc.

BTW: A few months ago, a ferry from PP to Siem Riep (Angkor Wat) was assaulted by bandits; I think I prefer to travel by air.

The huts looked the same as those in Pum Tmei, the streets also. Sometimes one really got the impression that one wouldn’t be able to carry on any further, the potholes were terrible. I was there during the daytime, I didn’t get to see any chicks, but then again, you know what I think, Svay Pak is large enough for me.

I also tried out the “Happy Herbs Pizza”, my God, what a classic but not as you now think… It all happened as follows: I asked Sophann whether he used Ganja, shit, or dope (used all the words for the stuff I could think of), to my surprise he answered with yes, so I said Ok, we can share a pizza, I would have to start again on a small scale (hadn’t smoked the stuff for a number of years now). Sooner said than done. Off we went down to the pizza parlour, took a look at the menu and placed an order, we made a point of telling him that we only wanted it “spiced” mildly. Ordered a beer to go with it, sat outside and enjoyed it. We did in fact share the pizza.

Afterwards we made our way to Svay Pak, after a while I found it a little bit strange that I could feel no effect from the pizza and started a discussion with Sophann, about the pizza of course. Suddenly he changed his tune and said “Ganja? That’s forbidden in Cambodia!!” Since asking my question about dope consumption he had not really understood what I was on about, he could not believe that the pizza was supposed to have been covered with the stuff. He had never heard of such things, and I could hardly believe what he was saying – it’s written down in every travel guide. But then again, sometimes Sophann is a little clueless, I don’t mean that in a rotten sort of way, exactly the opposite, he is friendly, honest, and harmless; I started having my doubts about the effect that didn’t seem to want to turn up. BTW: Does anyone know whether hashish is forbidden in Cambodia, I think it is in fact, but also tolerated, even though my travel guide states that it is legal. The Cambodians are not susceptible to the stuff anyway.

Anyhow, I went to my bar in Svay Pak and waited, the effect came over me slowly, very slowly, and only made me tired and grumpy, that was that for the day, I let myself be taken to the hotel and slept for 14 hours, why the hell do I always have to try everything out… By the way, Sophann didn’t feel a thing from the stuff. It’s no wonder; one knows about these things, anyone who has never consumed the stuff has to take it 5 – 10 times before it works.

I visited the Russian market for the first time, and I must say I enjoyed it very much. There are food stalls with all sorts of Khmer and Viet-grub. The market is inside, covered mainly with some sort of covers, I think so anyway, the sun didn’t shine on ones brain, that’s the main thing. One of the main things available are the souvenirs, there is a large choice for a reasonable price. There is not just the normal tourist crap, one can get silver, wood (for example statues or lace work), everything possible and impossible that has to do with Angkor Wat. I walked around for a long time, and my bags were continually increasing until I though about the restricted amount of room in my always full suitcase. Some of the things were very good presents for when I return home.

In the mean time a lot of there Internet cafes have popped up in PP, they are also very cheap, if one wants, one can make a Telephone call for a very cheap rate, it’s better than phoning from a hotel. Something I had forgotten to say about SV: The Internet cafes there (there not really cafes but a sort of office with copying machines and faxes etc) are extremely expensive, but still cheaper than making a phone call to Europe, they wanted six US dollars a minute, I didn’t bother, that really is a rip off. As I said, it’s not like that in PP.

Somebody had recommended the
Lucky Star Hotel
14, Street 336
Tel. 855-23-880 023 / 024, Fax: 855-23-880-024

Costs 20 US dollars. The rooms aren’t that bad at all, a little better than in the Paris. The thing is, there are only single beds, a bit too cramped for me. For anyone who has no problems with this sort of thing, great. Oh yeah, breakfast was served in a small restaurant opposite, I only got a very skimpy menu and always had a plate of soup, always good for the figure at least. Some of the rooms are a bit loud; at the front of the place is a very busy street. To the one side there is a large house being built. Construction noise (is not too bad) starts at about nine in the morning. Apart from these few trivial things, I would say that the hotel is recommendable. Wedding receptions are held there quite often; maybe they needed the restaurant for this purpose. As far as I could make out the hotel seemed to be quite empty, I hardly saw any other guests, It’s not that central either which is not much of a problem if one has a driver on call. Right next to it in the evening there is a sort of red light district down on the street, only Khmer hens, the pimps hang around there as well. One is able to drive up in the car and is able to take a hen with without even getting out. Have never tried it out, as I said, only Khmer chicks. I think this place is known under the name of Keochanda.

During the course of time, I have found out the following things about my favourite hens, the Viets: They have all got one thing in common. When they get stuck into my lucky back with the clobber etc they all give a cry (honest) and their eyes light up, it doesn’t take them that long at all to start trying the stuff on either. I don’t have to urge them one little bit, maybe by just leave stuff lying around a bit now and again. They are very easy to please ) They even let themselves be photographed. Afterwards they even put things back where they belong, is quite amusing. None of them wanted me to shave them; they were a bit “limited” when it came to that. Once the excuse was used that the Mamasan didn’t like such things… Haven’t got a clue what I should think about that. Maybe things would be different during an LT, I think they would anyway. I thought that this time my beard trimmer would maybe not come to use at all Things changed suddenly a few days later… Thank God that most of the younger chicks haven’t got much hair down there. Because of this, most shaves are out of the question, or are not really that necessary. The Thais are different, they have no problem at all with having their pussies shaved, it’s even possible to do one on an ST chick from a Beer Bar.

During my last day in PP, I was naturally once again in Svay Pak, this time in detail. Actually, I had decided on a hen from the Martini for the evening. Just for once a Khmer, well, she did look very sweet. The trouble was that I could not find her, maybe she was already busy. It was already late, about ten in the evening. I decided not to waste the evening and get something preserved. I informed Sophann that I wanted to go to Svay Pak again and asked him if it would be a problem (I was thinking about his petrol costs, it is a few kilometres away), no, no problem at all. The 20 US dollars aren’t that much, some pay 25 but I prefer to give a few US dollars tip at the end of the evening.

So, of we went to Svay Pak. I had never arrived that late before; this made everything interesting in one way. First of all I stopped at the first house on entering just carry straight on. It is new and a few stories high. I had never been in it before. The hens were just having a bite to eat; I was allowed to sit with them, the usual procedure. Ordered a beer, messed about a bit then off into the house with a hen, I wanted to make things clear for an LT. There is a Papasan there. He wanted me to pay 50 US dollars! I had to laugh, I offered him 20, “take it or leave it”. He didn’t want the 20 US dollars; instead, he offered that I could stay in the house for the whole night. I didn’t really want to do that, was much too dangerous and apart from that, I like to do my planning myself. Later on Sophann told me that the man is very very dangerous, I believed him. At some time or other I definitely will stay over night in Svay Pak, just for fun. But the thing is, one is FULLY at the mercy of the place, the men who during the daytime are busy with their billiard tables and are not to be seen within the “flow of traffic” probably sleep in the houses were we leave our money during the daytime.

So, back out again and into my bar, there I met an “old acquaintance” and took her with for 20 US dollars, what else. She could remember me from my last visit to PP. She was the third hen at my going away party in Svay Pak (she was the one who talked a lot, see report). At the time she was very new to the job and shy, her name is Lon, very dainty and very sweet. How many points would you give her on a scale from one to ten? I would giver 100%, not just because she is good looking, but because she is also very loving. My number two in Cambodia this year. I fear that most would place her at number six or so… However, I like here face and mouth!

The pains of saying farewell were not too bad at all, I still had a large part of my holiday ahead of me, two weeks in Thailand. I experienced things there that should have completely knocked me off my chair, in more than one way. Report follows…

This is where I got my visa for Vietnam:

Lucky! Lucky!
413 Monivon Blvd
Phnom Penh
- Visa Extension & Air Ticket
- Cambodia Visa Extension
- Vietnam, Thai, Laos Visas
Tel (023) 212 788, 2200988

The agency is right next to the Big Luck hotel. They hire out motorbikes, but also run a travel agent, apart from that, it is possible to exchange money here. Getting a visa for Vietnam is worldwide, most uncomplicated, and quickest in Cambodia. For an extra fee, one is able to make use of the express service; the visa is issued on the same day. I wasn’t in that much of a hurry, so I was issued with mine the next day. One has to hand in ones passport. Later on, I noticed that the visa had been issued in Sihanouk Ville, they probably have a courier. The cost of a visa is quite low, a lot cheaper than getting it done at home. Here I also purchased my flight ticket to Saigon (Ho Chi Minh City), the cost of the round trip, Siem Reap – Saigon – Phnom Penh, including the visa, was 250 US dollars. 

By the way, it’s quite cheap and easy to catch the bus to Saigon from Phnom Penh, costs between five and nine US dollars. The journey takes around about five hours. Quite an interesting offer, during the journey, one gets to see quite a lot of the countryside, of course a lot more than when flying. I wanted to go to Siem Reap first, so I bought myself a bus ticket down at this travel agent for nine US dollars. Because all of those making the trip were stopping in various hotels, I was picked up first by a mini bus. This service was included in the price. If one purchases the ticket directly from the bus company, it only costs six US dollars.