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Thursday 24th April 2025 (Day 8) We left Banaue around 8:15 and had a good journey through the winding mountain roads listening to some “old skool” tunes. I put together a playlist of artists like The Beatles, Elvis, The Doors and The Beachboys that my wingman remembered breaking onto the music sense in his youth; plus every time we got into the car we’d start the journey with Mr Suave by Parokya ni Edgar all of us joining in on the shouts of “hoy, hoy hoy!” There was a little bit of confusion towards the latter part of our journey where the road forked severely to the right and was sign-posted to Sagada whereas Google maps said to go straight on. After some deliberation we followed the sign-post and Google maps soon re-routed and we saved may be 20 minutes off the journey. Upon arriving in Sagada we had some difficulty finding our accommodation, even when we were parked right outside it, as there were no signs. Mr Suave had to walk up and down the street asking people if they knew where it was until he found someone, all the while our car is blocking one lane at the small road. After a few minutes I decided to drive down the road and park in front of the Sagada Bistro, and by coincidence this turns out to be our designated parking. I’ve done well with choosing our accommodation; it’s a small house with 2 floors and 2 bedrooms so even though we’ve booked for just 4 people there’s plenty of room for the 6 of us. It’s quite an improvement on the rustic accommodation in Banaue and feels very homely. We go to tourist information to register and have to watch a 10 minute orientation video which didn't provide much more information than I already knew. We then walked down the road and arranged with a tour guide opposite our guest house to take us to Sagada Hanging Coffins and then Botok Waterfall. Totally contradicting the information provided at the tourism office just minutes before he tells us to take our car to both locations which saves us on a needless walk. The Hanging Coffins are a short walk past Sagaga Cemetery through Echo Valley followed by a quick photo opportunity where our guide parts some local knowledge, so we were soon heading back to the car to drive to Bokong Falls. The waterfall turned out to have a nice little pool in which to swim and jump from the rocks, and although there was already a bunch of local kids there it wasn’t too crowded. Steph was having some trouble with her bikini so Kendo kindly volunteered the help her out (of it). Our tour guide asks if he can leave now so I give him the ₱600 and we stayed for maybe an hour or so until it starts to thunder. Jane and I quickly march up to the car where I get changed whilst Mr Suave changes by the pool and gets caught in the rain. The girls are eager for halo halo and scream with excitement when we nearly pass a cart by the side of the road so I quickly reverse and park up. We then return to the hotel and the heaven's open spoiling my plans to explore the town. When the rain stops it is shortly after 17:00, so Jane and I take a walk first up the street to buy her some shoes, as hers had broken, and then down the street to pick up a lemon pie and a bottle of rice wine. We pass Mr Suave on his pasalubong hunt with Bouncy; it’s quite obviously his affections for her are steadily starting to outstretch that of the other two who are becoming jealous. When we meet back at the guest house he has found a good suggestion for dinner. Japanese Filipino fusion food; we pile into the car and drive up there. Jane wearing a "pasabulong" tank top Mr Suave had bought her, & me wearing the "ikat fabric" shirt I bought in Banaue. Whilst waiting for food I decide to get a second bottle of rice wine. After dinner we have a slice of pie each and drink the wine and my half bottle of Gin mixed with a strawberry cordial Mr Suave provides having mistakenly bought it thinking it was strawberry wine. It's all good fun at first; Kim strips off an because she too hot which inspires Mr Suave to put on his mankini and wrestle Bouncy (also wearing a mankini) which is a sight to be behold. Then Kim gets a bit upset when I turn down her offer of a threesome and for some reason Jane ends up falling asleep crying in my arms. They wake up next day allegedly with no memory of events.

Saturday 19th April 2025 (Day 3) I woke up around 9am due to the brightness of the room. Jane once again demanded I give her cock my attention but after some heavy petting and foreplay I had to tell her to save it for later as we had consumed all the water during the night and I was feeling too dehydrated and dry mouthed to continue. After some debate she decided to join me on a walk to the local supermarket to get drinks and some snacks. We stopped on the way back to buy some bananas from a street vendor and were surrounded by beggars. When I got back to the room I realized my 10 peso shopping bag had been slashed down the side, clearly the beggars had tried to steal my groceries! If I recall the same thing happened to me the previous trip but I had forgotten about it. After having some bananas for breakfast I had some time in, then by, the pool with the new missus and my wingman’s sissies whilst he hid in the room. By afternoon the temperature was 35°C which was proving too hot so we headed back up to the room to get cleaned up. Now in the cool of the air conditioned room we both felt hungry so I suggested we go to Binalot Restaurant. We got a trike to the location I had in my maps but there was no sign of the restaurant so we went to a Filipino place on the same street for adobo and a fatty but tasty pork. We walked back to the room for a siesta but Jane was horny again and would not let me sleep until she'd fucked me. Having cum we slept for an hour or so before I was woken by one of the freelancers calling my WhatsApp. The modus operandi in Angeles is to sit in Phillies or Kokomos and the streetwalkers will try to get your attention; typically you will converse and they will often ask to swap WhatsApp details. When the Beki’s know that you are into Trans girls (known as ladyboys in Thailand) they will step up their attempts to get your attention. PH cannot really be compared to TH, and AC cannot be compared to Pattaya as they are so different; Mongering in Angeles would be like sitting in a bar on Soi Buakhao and picking up the Freelancers on the street - there are probably as many ladyboys working in Delirious as you will find on Fields Avenue in AC. Some of the street walkers outside of Phillies later that night. Jane and I met up with Mr Suave again at 8pm and walked over to Agava Restaurant for Mexican. He'd sent his harem away for a while; in retrospect he may have expected me to be alone and perhaps did not like being the third wheel so dragged one of the Beki's off of Walking Street for dinner. Jane and I go back to the room to chill out but within half an hour we're sucking cocks, and she cums for the fourth time in less than 24 hours. I'm not even going to try to keep score as it's clear I'm soon going to fall embarrassingly far behind! At 22:30 we head to Phillies. My wingman is still alone by the time we go to Mega Dance at 00:15 but then disappears and reappears with a new entourage. Papi Papillon beats his wings again. Jane & I have one San Miguel Apple each and a dance; the music varies from classic tunes to generic dance music. Some guy is occasionally throwing cash – making it rain – over the dance floor and Jane catches ₱400 which puts a smile on her face. Mr Suave and 2 new sissies he spirited up from nowhere. The one on the left was his dinner date earlier and the one on the right I don’t think liked him much but was not adverse to coming to Mega Dance as they cannot enter unaccompanied. Jane & I leave at around 01:30 which is enough nightclubbing to last me until next trip and then some. We return to the room and fall asleep, too tired for a fifth round but also in no major rush as it’s clear we’re going to be spending some time together.

Wednesday 23rd April 2025 (Day 7) I intended to wake up at 7am but it seemed like I barely slept and it certainly didn't make that any easier when it started to get light at 6am. The constuction of the accomodation made the footsteps of Mr Suave and his Barkada sound like stomping which prompted Jane and I to get up to be informed that he had ordered breakfast so Jane and I ended up waiting around for them to finish as we didn’t wish to eat. Eventually Mr Suave had to use his “Daddy voice” to prompt his sissies to get a move on and we managed to set off at about 07:45. I had some markers saved into my Google maps but even with the help from the tourist information lady yesterday I was still somewhat unsure of the directions. So instead we set off following Google Map to Bangaan Rice Terrace Viewpoint. 5 minutes before we got there we passed a road with a sign post pointing to Batad but according to Google maps the road appeared to end after a 100m or so. However we came to the conclusion that this must be the turn-off we required so after a very quick photo* opportunity we spun around and took this road. *I actually found myself taking more videos this trip to capture the beautiful vistas. The road continued for a few kilometres beyond where it no longer showed on Google maps before once again we were back on the map so to speak. There was no phone signal at this point so checking details on Google maps was challenging therefore we arrived at the Saddle Point without fully realizing we had done so. After carefully parking up we were told to spin around and pay for a space off the road; why they didn't tell that before we parked I have no idea! However we re-parked and immediately some guy was offering to be our guide for ₱1200 which is about what I expected to pay. I had printed detailed directions but it did seem quite complex to follow and possibly a little out of date. So we agree to employ his services and set off walking, Mr Suave immediately falling behind. It soon became apparent to Mr Suave that the journey was going to be beyond him so he gracefully bowed out and went back to the car leaving me and with the Barkada, at least two of them also reluctant to continue the hike. I did my best to encourage them to continue with promises of a good lunch when we got back to town. It was a long hot walk up and down precarious steps and narrow ledges, though the umbrellas were a godsend. I told the girls to be careful, watch where they are going and not fall off the edge, so of course to be contrary Kim fell off the edge moments later but fortunately it was only a couple of feet and the only damage was to get muddy feet. Of course Mr Suave had only packed one medium bottle of water between the four of them (now three) and the sissies hadn’t really been prepared for the day’s activities – Kim was dressed in silk pyjamas! Nearly 2 hours after we left the car we arrived at the falls; I was feeling surprisingly good about the walk despite the heat though the two smokers really struggled. So I got changed into my swimming trunks whilst the girls sat in a shelter complaining about being too hot to continue the last few meters to the cooling waters. I've been to quite a few waterfalls over the years and this is one of the better ones. Not only is it picturesque but the pool below is sunlit and ideal for swimming. The water was cold but not unpleasantly so despite my initial trepidation as I really don't like cold water swimming. However the rocks by the edge of a water were covered in lichen and were very slippery. We stayed there about half an hour. Even the two smokers admitted it was worth the effort. We all had a dip but didn't spend a lot of time in the water, though I went in three or four times to cool down. We took scores of photos and videos to get some decent ones for each of us. The walk back was quicker because we didn't have to go via the viewpoint, we didn't have to stop for photos and I pushed on ahead at a brisk pace which resulted in Steph soon falling behind. She took so long to catch-up when we stopped I was genuinely concerned. She did eventually catch-up explaining that she was so tired because "Mr Suave had boom boomed her 3 times the night before" at which point Bouncy announced that "Mr Suave had boom boomed her twice"; all eyes turned Kim expectantly and she mumbled that "he’d only boom boomed her once last night" which also explained why she was the least tired of the three sissies and why Mr Suave was so lacking in energy for the hike. We got back to the car about 13:15. Defying all logic the girls wanted to sit in the shade rather than getting into the air conditioned car so I had to put my foot down and told them that we were leaving. However as an counterbalance to the stick of being left behind I offered them a metaphorical carrot, reminding them that I was going to get them dinner from the Filipino place in Banaue they had been hungrily looking at the day before. Despite Mr Suave’s reluctance to eat there even he ordered some food and we all enjoyed a quick meal that was just under ₱1000 for six of us! After lunch Jane and I did a bit of shopping in a the small centre of the village before walking back up to the hotel to get showered, chill out and eat the fresh mangos we’d bought and Jane had prepared. By the time I had sifted through all the photos and packed up a few of my things in preparation for tomorrow it was gone 18:00 and last orders at the restaurant is 18:30. Because the Barkada were all asleep Jane and I went down to eat alone having grilled pork and garlic rice. I then started writing up my notes, not getting done until 8pm.

Tuesday 22nd April 2025 (Day 6) I wake as it started to get light but slept on until about 9am. No real plans today other than visiting Banaue rice terraces which is nothing but a few viewpoints on the outskirts of the village. I suggested to Mr Suave that we walk down to the tourist information to confirm the details I already had for tomorrows excursion to Batad Rice Terraces. Whilst there we were also able to get an idea for today; Hungdang Rice Terraces and Bogyah Hot Springs. We went to a couple more viewpoints each a little better than the last before following Google maps along the winding mountain roads to Hungdang Tourist Information. We stopped there to pay the ₱100 environment fee plus ₱20 hot springs entry per person. It may be possible to do it alone but we were informed we would need a guide at a cost of ₱700. A lady by the name of Conchita joined us in the car so Mr Suave was put in the boot. She suggested that we stop off at Australia restaurant and order some food for our return journey; I'm sure she was on a commission but it would solve the issue of where to eat later. We stopped off at one viewpoint before parking up at the start of the walk through the rice terraces. Even though it is cooler here than in Angeles it is still hot by UK standard and we are glad of the umbrellas we had picked up at Cutud Lenten. It's only a 1.5 mile walk but it takes 45 minutes; with GPS I'm sure it would be simple enough to find our way here but it is much easier with a guide. To my relief the Bogyah Hot Spring is next to Hapao River where we are able to have a very cooling dip after the hot walk! We have 30 minutes or so there cooling down and splashing in the water before moving to the hot spring which is like a warm bath; not too hot. Me and the girls enjoy our time there, whilst Mr Suave falls asleep in the shade – I have to confirm with the girls that he is still alive. In fact Kim gets very frisky without supervision, groping me and apple bobbing for my cock. We spend about 1 hour 20 minutes there before completing the loop back to the car. We pay Conchita, spin the car around and head back to Australia restaurant. My phone is refusing to open Google maps because it is too hot so when we arrive I put my phone in the drinks fridge. At ₱1800 for a meal for 6 of us it was nothing special but it served for an early dinner. We got back to the hotel for about 17:30 which is ideal as it was still daylight. We quickly dropped off our things in the room and then walked down to the market to buy some pasalubong. The market was not really more than one shop though I did pick up a Bulul mahogany (?) figurine and a shirt made locally shirt from ikat fabric that fit really well! Got cleaned up and headed to the same karaoke place for a beer and some snacks that Mr Suave rustled up from somewhere. The singing was terrible (not from our group but some drunk locals) and we were happy to leave at 21:00, though it did give me a bit of time to sort through the photos and start my notes on today.

PART 2 – NORTH LUZON (ROAD TRIP) Monday 21st April 2025 (Day 5) My alarm woke me at 8am and I felt rough. I quickly got dressed and Mr Suave and I went to fetch the car from the airport. Once again I made the mistake of assuming he knew what he was doing as we set off to find a taxi. After 5 minutes of fruitlessly wandering in the heat I simply called a Grab. We got to the airport and after some searching found the guy and the rental car. It took 20+ minutes to sort the paperwork etc then we drove back to the hotel. We could have arrange to have the car delivered but they wanted to charge ₱1500 for drop off and the same for collection. I still had to get a shower etc so Mr Suave took the girls for food. For reasons I don’t fully understand he’s decided to get his hair styled so he looks exactly like Kendo for the road trip. He has also decided to bring all 3 beki’s along even though the car barely has room for them and the luggage. Jane and I were ready; we had packed our things in the car whilst he was still checking out. In the end I had to strongly suggest to him that he leave one of his bags at the hotel as the car was just too full and that caused further delay to our departure. We are quite different personalities; I’m like a worker bee, organised and prepared whereas Mr Suave is like a butterfly being taken on the breeze. It can be quite frustrating at times, which is a me problem not a criticism of my wingman who is quite clearly better suited to dealing with life in SE Asia. It would appear I’m slowly but steadily turning into my dad, impatient and finding frustration everywhere. Kim & Jane (who is looking a bit ill having been carsick). Bouncy in the back with the luggage; Jane when she wasn’t feeling carsick; and the innocent Kim all in white. It was a long journey to Banaue over the hills on winding roads, with a stop about half way for a coffee and rest but not soon enough for Jane who was sick in a plastic bag. We arrived in Banaue at about 17:45, paid our fee at the tourism office then checked in just before sunset which was good because my aim was to not end up driving around in the dark. We were also just in time for dinner at the hotel! The room is small and rustic but not unpleasant with a great view of the town, and the food there is good. After dinner we all went to the only (karaoke) bar in town for a couple of drinks going back to the room at 9pm curfew. Got showered, then fucked by Jane who kept repeating "it is mine, ok? Ok?! Your ass is only mine!" that became more and more sinister as she pounded away!

Good Friday 18th April 2025 (Day 2) After a poor night's sleep I got up at 8:20 for today’s excursion with Mr Suave and the Sissies to watch Cupud Lenton. My wingman was not entirely sure where it was, and due to the holidays there were no cars available on Grab so he negotiated a taxi to take us to San Pedro for ₱500. After a short drive the cheeky driver tried to drop us off somewhere else much nearer to Angeles City, but before he could drive off we cottoned on to him and made him take us to San Fernando as agreed. Eventually we got there and in good time for the midday crucifixion. We followed the crowds down the street to the mound in the field, acknowledging the frequent greetings of “hey Joe!” from the locals, possibly because my colleague looked like a GI wearing camo waistcoat and hat. It was fiercely hot at the site with over an hour until kick-off so Mr Suave bought some second hand umbrellas and some sunglasses for the girls, whilst I scouted out a shelter where we rented some seats to await the festivities. In my few minutes absense Mr Suave had somehow picked up a stray Polish girl to add to the Barkada. Bouncy and Kim sporting their new shades. It was like a Poundland recreation of the crucifixion, all a little Monty Python with cheap costumers and over the top wailing playing over the speakers. Not sure quite what I expected but this wasn’t it. Once the show had finished it was hectic getting out of the field with lots of cars and trikes jamming the road. We lost the stray Polish girl, Konstanja, upon exiting but I heard from her a couple of days later via eMail as I’d forwarded on a couple of Japan Itineraries to her. After a short walk back the way we came we managed to get a trike which took us to the bus station and from there it got a bit Planes, Trains and Automobiles. The first jeepney didn't take us all the way back to Angeles so we got on another jeepney that we were assured would complete our journey but after sitting waiting for 15 minutes for it to set off it went just 1 km away stopped. We ended up squashing on another trike to eventually get us back to the hotel. After a shower I went down to the bar and ordered a burger. I wasn't feeling hungry even though I’d had nothing to eat all day but I was aware I should have some food. The burger would have been okay if it wasn't for a large grub I found in the lettuce! I should have complained but I was just too tired so threw out the lettuce and the grub before eating the burger. It was quite late in the day by now, nearly 5pm I would guess. So I decided to have a siesta, not setting my alarm but waking up at 9pm. Mr Suave had sent a message suggesting we go to Margarita Station – now at a new location and looking very polished yet someone lacking in the character of the original - and sort out the hire car for our upcoming tour of North Luzon whilst there. I ordered a beef burrito and a large frozen margarita. Ordering the car online proved a frustrating process that took three attempts to complete due to the shitty system and needing to upload various bits of identification leaving me wishing we had booked whilst I was still back home. After dinner we got another trike back to Phillies. There were a few more Beki's out tonight, or at least some different ones to the night before. One of the first I saw was Jane, who Loverboy25 and I had met the night before. . We hit it off despite my wingman's best efforts to shock her that included telling her that I had a sleeping wife waiting back in my room for me! When he and his entourage left we went down to Kokomos for another drink before returning to my room. I was belatedly advised by my wingman, acting upon advice from his sissies, to agree fees upfront so I somewhat awkwardly broached the subject when she returned from the shower. I was starting to get a bad feeling when, unless I mistook her, she suggested we sleep and have sex in the morning which is not my preference. After this awkward start to my surprise she turned out to be a horny little minx! Sucking and fucking in a number of positions until she eventually came whilst fucking me. We fell asleep about 2:30 and I was woken a couple of hours later with her hard cock once again demanding my attention. I had gotten the impression she was mainly Bottom but she insisted on fucking me again until she came and then allowed me to drift off back to sleep once more.

Thursday 17th April 2025 (Day 1) After getting checked in at Orchid Inn aka Awkward Hotel I went out to buy a SIM on Field Ave which turned out to be right chore. Almost immediately bumped into (my previous paramour) Princess Masarap collecting laundry (?) I would guess at Phillies but she indicated she could not speak to me which was no surprise as she had messaged me, informed by my wingman of my arrival , and amongst other things mentioned the jealousy of her boyfriend. I bought a SIM from a street vendor for ₱99 who subsequently proved to be useless, shruggin his shoulders when I asked for a bit of help, I then spent 30 minutes registering my new SIM only to find out that I would have to wait for my registration to be approved: Got some drinks from the supermarket and it was gone 16:30 before I knew it. Met up with Mr Suave to say hello to 3 of his 4 sissies, the other being awol and would subsequently dropped from his roster. He was in fine form and hardly seems to have changed in the past three years – still a dirty old man but he counterbalances that with a lot of panache! He suggested that I take one of the sissies off his hands and back to my room for a proper welcome to Angeles; Kim seemed keen but it didn’t seem like a good idea as attractive as the prospect was. I had a siesta before we headed out to Kokomos for dinner of pizza, noodles and chicken fingers. Who should be in town but my old wingman Loverboy25 – he had spotted my Facebook post announcing my arrival so came to meet us when we moved on to Phillies. Mr Suave and the sissies went back early but Loverboy25 and I were able to catch up. Red Street at it is now called was quiet and seemed to get quieter. Maybe less than 10 freelance Beki's on offer, next to nothing on Grindr and bombarded with messages from Pinalove but the majority of them nowhere near Angeles. I exchanged some WhatsApp contacts from the girls on the street but in the end did not pull the trigger. Went to sleep (alone) at well gone 2am.

PROLOGUE December 2024 / January 2025 I’ve kind of developed a Love / Hate relationship with Pattaya; I’m addicted to the resident ladyboys but at the same time want to spend quality time with a special someone. I decided to mix things up by returning to Philippines, for the third time, and avoid Songkran and the oppressive heat of Thailand – according to weather stats it should be a little more clement in PH. So I booked flights that would give me a 20 night stay (my 5 week working vacations are a thing of the past). My onetime wingman, Mr Suave, suggested an itinerary that would involve exploring the North of Luzon and a visit to the southern island of Siargao. Over the next 6 weeks, with a fair bit of research whenever time allowed, this itinerary was fleshed out and accommodation booked. I had a Beki in mind that I’d like to see again, and it was her birthday on New Years Day so I sent her birthday wishes and after a brief phone call I sent her ₱1500 from Wise to her cousins GCash account – she informed me that she didn’t have a bank account which seemed strange. A few days later she called me asking when I was returning to PH and I broached the idea of having her travel with me. She told me that she didn’t have any ID, which seemed even stranger than not having a bank account, but after some discussion said she’d get her cousin to help her prepare to get a valid ID. End of January 2025 I have finished my planning, researched both my intended destinations in North Luzon and Siargao, and booked accommodation and flights. Though the flights ended up being more expensive than anticipated based on what I’d initially seen on Google. Only thing left is the hire car or driver for North Luzon. I sent ₱2000 to my travel partner of choice to get some ID as she claimed not to have any and she set me back a photo of her application when I asked her if she’d applied. This was after a request for money “for food” which I declined. A few days later she posted she was in a relationship on Facebook so I guess either she’s no longer available or she’s playing games. Early April 2025 In that strange manner that seems to happen where it seems like I have ages to wait until my holiday it suddenly comes around very quickly and I’m questioning if I’m fully prepared (and if not do I have enough spare time to be so). In the past few weeks I had an almost incomprehensible message from [name redacted] that I suspect was sent by her boyfriend. A few days later I was blocked from one of her FB accounts and removed from her friends on the other. A few more days after that she sent me a friends request, removed me from her friends and then sent me another friends request. This has not spoilt my plans but has impacted them insofar as that I will need to find a new travel companion within 4 days of arriving in Angeles City. Funnily enough I had found time to catch up on a number of posts about Philippines on both LBR and LBP slating the state of mongering (for ladyboys) in Angeles and Philippines as a whole; that the South Korean investment and regular round-ups of street-walkers is killing the scene (although I later read some much more positive posts). One post that claimed that many now have Filipino boyfriends that they in-turn are sponsoring; my experience thus far was that although Beki’s are prevalent in PH local guys didn’t want to date them and certainly didn’t want to be seen in public with them. Perhaps times are changing. Anyway 10 days before my trip [name redacted] sent me message asking to confirm my arrival and still wanting to meet at my hotel but not go to Siargao as her “parents not approved”; my interpretation of all of this is that her relationship may be on the rocks and this her wanting to milk what she can from me without committing to what I’m asking for. I believe she’s not working so only by hooking can she make any money to live (and maybe even pay for her boyfriend) which may be a bit of a conflict for her, literally “love or money”. I have had a look online for possible alternative travel companions but unlike previous trips no-one stood out; I already advised my wingman that I will be recruiting upon arrival in Angeles though that was before [name redacted] recent message. Monday 14th April 2025 (2 days before departure) Following a video-call with Mr Suave, during which I could see he’d got 4 sissies in the room with him (3 in the bed and 1 on the couch) I was a little concerned he had netted all the talent by getting to Angeles ahead of me, and I’d once again end up Chloe’d! Not much I can do about it though as my intended +1 is more or less off the market and Pinalove (and other social media / dating Apps) had not yielded much in the way of results on the run up to this trip. I spent a bit of time refreshing my memory on how best to catch the bus from MNL to S&M City Clark, as well as looking at SIM card options. The info on the web about SIM cards seems to be very misleading, trying to dupe tourists into paying ₱2000+ for a 1 month data SIM upon arrival at the airport. https://www.reddit.com/r/Philippines/comments/18v5ky0/my_experience_with_smart_esim_as_a_tourist/ https://store1.smart.com.ph/view/2661/ I spent over an hour trying to buy a ₱99 eSIM. Firstly the website did not like my browser until I tried Chrome (not Firefox or Chrome mobile) as it refused to show Check-out. Then my payment failed on all 3 of my cards despite me confirming it, so I can only assume an issue with the Maya payment system. In the end I bought a physical SIM card in AC for ₱99 on SMART. Filled up with ₱200 using the App and got free data that lasted 4 or 5 days. I mistakenly spent ₱99 on my Card, rather than using the Load I’d already put on, for 7 days 6GB internet . Overall the cost was ₱400, though it should have been just ₱300, and that lasted 3+ weeks compared to the ₱2000+ options available at the airport.

FOREWORD Pocahontas: the daughter of Chief Powhatan, known for her role in the early English settlement at Jamestown, Virginia. She is a significant figure in both historical accounts and popular culture, notably featured in Disney's animated film of the same name. Pasalubong: a gift or souvenir given to a friend or relative by a person who has returned from a trip or arrived for a visit. Pasabulong: my mispronunciation of pasalubong which highly amused my travel companison and took on a meaning all of its own, namely kisses. Mr Suave: (pronounced sw-arr-vay) is a Filipino comedy film based on the song of the same name, about the ultimate ladies' man, “hoy! hoy! hoy! hoy! hoy! hoy!”. https://lyricstranslate.com/en/mr-suave-mr-suave.html "One of the joys of travel is visiting new places and meeting new people" G. Khan "It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife" * A. Morrissette on travelling in SE Asia *Cutlery for a main meal in PH (and SE Asia) is usually a fork and spoon which is frustrating when you need to cut your food. I've taken to carrying in my luggage 2x knife, fork and spoon I stole from Emirates airlines a few years back but didn't once remember to take with me at meal times, only when we ate in the room.

Thursday 1st May 2025 (Day 15) Woke up at 7am to do the Tri Island Tour I'd booked the night before at a cost of ₱1500 pp. We were picked up by trike and after another pickup (squeezing 5 people on a trike) we're taken to General Luna Port. A bit more waiting and we're on our way, about a dozen of us on a boat. The third* is as expected. *[not sure what this is supposed to say maybe “trip”, “tour” or “journey” spring to mind] An hour on Guyam Island just flies by after a photo-shoot and a short swim; no time to relax but not much space to either with all the other tourists. I'd hired snorkel masks and snorkel at ₱200 pp which we used for 30 minutes of snorkelling at the coral garden which is enough time for snorkelling as far as I’m concerned. My inability to swim underwater for more than about 20 seconds prevented me from getting more video of anything that wasn't immediately below the surface. I’d still got a bit of a cold and my sinus really hurt if I tried to dive deeper. I’d borrowed a Go-pro from a friend again which is great for underwater video if you’ve got the skills to swim and video at the same time, but I didn’t get any photos. Screen grabs taken from the videos I’d recorded. Naked Island was pretty but too hot in the direct sun so after a look around at what is essentially an empty beach in the middle of the ocean I went back to the shelter of the boat. Lunch was a “boodle fight” at Daku Island, decent fare though I made sure I wasn’t shy about being first to grab a plate. Plenty enough time for a swim after in fact more than enough as we were 30+ minutes later departing than advised. Then a 30 minutes stop at the sand bar that was submersed about half a meter below the surface allowing us to paddle and spot numerous starfish. Concerned about getting sun burnt I put on my shirt. Back to port and then trike’d back to the hotel. A quick shower and then out for ice-cream (actually Gelato which is different according to the signs) at the highly recommended Halika Siargao. We felt it was a little early to got to Sunset Bridge so had a short stop at the hotel. Surprised that after the sun went down much of the food, namely the mango, had already sold out. Back to the hotel for leftovers, sex and sleep. About 45 minutes after dozing off Jane woke up crying; and instead of empathy I just hoped she'd finish soon so I could go to sleep but instead of saying this outloud I held her until she fell asleep again.

Saturday 26th April 2025 (Day 10) Woke up as it started to get light and the traffic on the adjacent road became noisy. By 8am I could smell breakfast being cooked, so I decided to go and see what the girls were up to. Bouncy and Kim were cooking fried rice. Eventually Commander Suave turned up and demanded his troops make pancakes so when they’d prepared them I got the girls to cook me some fried egg sarnies. It was well gone 10am before we had finished breakfast and packed our bags, leaving a load of washing up behind so I suggested that we leave ₱200 tip for the cleaners. We drove up to the top of a street to check out the market and pick up some more pasalubong. There was not much on offer, I suspect it is mass produced in China and a Sagada label then sewn on to differentiate it from all the stuff you’d buy in any other town. It is a long 160km drive to La Union, three quarters of it along winding mountain roads where average speed is less than 40kph. We have to make one stop so the girls can go pee and another half an hour later in Suyo for reasons I cannot remember. We get to our hotel around 15:30, I quickly get changed into my swimming shorts and go to the beach. Isla Bonita hotel is beachfront with loungers and volleyball nets! The girls are hungry so we order a bit of food to put us on until dinner. I go for a swim in the warm sea and the girls play volleyball with the locals for a while – I’d bought a volleyball in Angeles and Bouncy had been carrying it around ever since. I read a chapter of my book and take a photo of the sunset. We get cleaned up and arrange to meet at 19:15 in order to go out for dinner, but it is closer to 19:45. We walk to the nearby San Juan Night Market but there are only about half a dozen stalls. So I walk back to the hotel to get the car and we drive to San Fernando night market which is not there! According to google maps we are in the correct location buy there is nothing but empty streets. So we drive to tavern by the sea in Urbiztondo as recommended by our hotel but when we get there it is very busy and it is a struggle to find somewhere to park. There are hundreds of Filipinos here queuing to go to the beach bars. I was expecting a sleepy little beach town and once again my expectations were way out as what we got was a bustling party town. We had to park some distance away then walk back to the recommended place to eat which is a selection of stalls in what looks like the bottom floor of a hotel. We get a reasonable feed but it is a little too hot where we are sat. We check out the beach bar and live music but I'm so hot I just want to return to the hotel. Upon returning The Barkada go to the hotel next door and catch the last two songs of the live band whilst I'm cooling down in the room. Boom boom and bed for midnight!

From the pics above, it seems by the time he got to the highlands Mr. Suave had fully metamorphosed from a very handsomeman Roger Moore doppelganger into an overweight zombie version of KendoUK animalistically pawing at scrawny little sissies in bikinis. Besides being an active duty Rear Admiral in the HMNS, Mr. Suave is also said to be an X-man with the same facial and bodily appearance alteration powers as Mystique, perhaps he is even Mystique herself which would add another layer of transsexualism into his twisted sissy and pussy shenanigans. But what I'd like to highlight in regards to Snoop's last post is that the joint lodging in Sagada of the whole barkada corps in Snoop's-picked 2-story cozy little apartment was THE MAGIC STARDUST MOMENT OF THE TRIP. As soon as they entered the apartment, the sissies feminine nature exploded into busy little bee homemakers, joyfully taking over the kitchen and using whatever leftover provisions were left there by previous guests to prepare coffee, rice and other snacks dutifully washing the dishes right after and re-setting the table with fresh little treats. That night following the jap meal we all got inebriated (well maybe not Snoop) on experimenting local boozes and the night evolved into a lovefest whereby at first we were all singing and dancing but by the end 2 of the sissies were reduced to tears. Nobody remembers what came over Mr. Suave to start mankini wrestling with Bouncy in front of the others, but it must have had to do with one of their furtive chupa-chupa quickies getting out of hand whereby Bouncy ran down the stairs to escape him but he chased her until he pinned her down. At that point it had become apparent to everyone Suave had developed a preference for Bouncy who in the privacy of their communal bed had become the one getting the shaft when the time would come for him to choose among the orifices. It had also become apparent Kim had a MAJOR CRUSH on Snoop and Suave gave her his blessing to bend over to him (or bend him over) but Snoop did not deviate from his monogamy act with Pocahontas. By the end of that night both Kim and Pocahontas broke down in tears, Kim sobbing so intensely in Suave's arms that she could not even convey why. I don't think it was over Snoop. I think it was a deeper existential anguish over life in general for a lonely young transwoman without much prospect of committed love. When the sobbing eased Suave put her to bed. Bouncy did not cry but became melancholically withdrawn and chose not to sleep with Suave's pile of bodies and just laid down on the rug like a dog in front of the doors to Suave's and Snoop's rooms. That left Steph as the only fit-for-duty sissy and the last thing Mr. Suave remembers before falling asleep is being engaged in a 69 with Steph while hearing the gentle sobs of Pocahontas through the flimsy separation wall between the rooms, undoubtably she was declaring her true love for Snoop and begging him never to leave her.

Been testing out my smartphone's camera so just thought I throw the pics up on here. Some came out well, others need work as I'm still finding out what it can actually do (Vivo V50). Overall I'm pleased with it, but it is obviously designed with social media in mind. It has a ring light (n conjunction with three 50mp lenses), but this clearly needs to be engaged every time and at close range as the bar lighting can be quite overpowering at times.

Hello everyone. Me and my sexy Kittens invite you to Meet and Greet Party On Thursday 19th June. Start 6.00 pm. Enjoy taking drink with all friends. Free food, No karaoke, And Have fun and be happy with DJ BB's music. Come and have fun at Emmy Bar at Jomtien Soi 2

COSTS The currency in PH in the Peso (PHP) and at the time of travel I was getting about ₱73 to the £1 but an easy calculation is to divide by 1.5 to roughly get the cost in THB i.e. 1500 PHP would roughly be 1000 THB (actually 880 THB). n.b. During my trip 3 years previous the rate was about ₱64 to the £1 so this rough conversion was more accurate. I have a Starling Card which is much better for foreign currency purchases than my HSBC credit card, and it always works out better than paying in GBP. For example the flight from CRK - IAO was have been £6 more if I’d paid in GBP if that option is offered. In my experience costs in PH are the same amount in PHP as they would be THB in TH, the exception is hotels which if anything are more expensive though this trip I did get slightly nicer accommodation than I would have done in the past. This is also true of ST and LT rates; so if you would pay 1500 in TH you would expect to pay 1500 in PH, albeit in different currencies. I took a large amount of cash but only exchanged £680 (₱50000) in Angeles where there are 24 exchange booths on Fields Ave. I spent just £30 on my Starling card plus £176.44 for return flights for Jane. Mr Suave also gave me ₱19000 in cash for his share of the car – annoyingly the rental company took the full cost from my MasterCard instead of my Starling card because they wanted a credit card for the deposit – and accommodation at Gina Homes.

Friday 2nd May 2025 (Day 16) Woke as it started to get light and had to put up with cuddles from Jane as she was cold. The AC was set to 22 so I increased it to 24. Got up just before 8am and had fresh mango for breakfast. Planned to got to Cloud 9 early but rain showers were forecast until 10am and it did indeed rain heavily not long after we'd eaten. So at 10am we scootered up to Cloud 9. I wasn't sure what to expect exactly. Maybe a bit more in way of amenities / shops. Instead there was a long wooden boardwalk or pier that we walked to the end of. After a while there we walked along the beach and it rained heavily for a few minutes. I decided to hire a surf board for 1 hour / ₱200 as it would not matter if it rained. I left Jane to look after our things and eat ice-cream and mango shakes. I remembered the surfing basics from 30 years ago but wasn't very successful at catching waves. There's an awful lot of waiting involved and I was perhaps too eager. I think I caught 3 or 4 waves before I got bored and only managed to stand up for a couple of seconds before falling off. If I'm honest I enjoyed the surfer lifestyle back in the day much more than the actual surfing itself but at least the water was warm, the same cannot be said for Cornwall. For lunch we went to Kurvada again. You order prepared food from that on display then take a photo to show when you have to pay. We had a drive around town after lunch but found nothing of interest. Return to the room; I sat in the beach garden reading then dozing until it started to rain then spent the rest of the afternoon reading in the room. Three days left and two forecast for weather like today. Decided to roll the dice and book the Sohoton Cove tour for tomorrow at ₱2700 pp; and hopefully DIY to Sugba Lagoon on Monday when the weather is forecast as dry. For dinner I suggest pizza or BBQ and Jane chooses the latter. We drive by Mama Grill which I had as a recommendation but it does not look worthwhile so we continue to the centre and stop at Bebie’s Barbeque instead for some grilled chicken and pork.

Wednesday 30th April 2025 (Day 14) Totally forgot to write notes for this day until Friday. After breakfast at a place with poor service though ok food we eventually started our DIY tour at 11am. Essentially the ₱1800 pp land tour without Sugba Lagoon which we'll do another day. We stop at Coconut View to take a photo and where we buy Jane a pair on sunglasses. There are a bunch of locals offering a “human drone” video, which is basically a guy holding your phone or camera and moving around to create a drone affect. We decline this gimmick. We continue our bike ride to the nearby Maasin river where it’s ₱600 for hire of the boat & guide then tips for photos at the little lagoon. Somehow I end up playing Mr Suave through my Bluetooth speaker and our guide sings along with Jane and I joining in on the “Hoy! Hoy! Hoys!”. Poor phone service hampered the use of Google Maps but we still made it to Magpupungko Rock Pools for low tide. I had checked the tides online before setting off and planned accordingly. It kind of reminds me of my summer holidays on Hayle Beach in Cornwall as a kid where we would swim and play in the rockpools, but a lot busier here! We took some photos & videos and had a swim but did not stick around long. A long motorbike ride back during which were caught in a shower, with only an impromptu stop at Paghungawan Marsh. We got cleaned up and went out for Spanish dinner at Bravo Restaurant. Jane took a look at the menu noting the high prices but I explained to her it's nice to eat out somewhere a special on occasion. She was a bit reticent to order as she was unfamiliar with the dishes so I ordered too much food but got the rest to take out. Was able to pay with my Starling card. Back to the hotel, boom boom then sleep.

Sunday 27th April 2025 (Day 11) I wake just before 8am. It has been a good night’s sleep, the AC is quiet if a little too efficient for the thin bedsheet, the only bedding provided which means my Pinay Pocahontas has been cuddling up to me all night. Bouncy knocks on our door at 8:20 begging for water. Mr Suave was thoughtful enough to buy them ice-cream from the 7-Eleven last night but not practical enough to buy them any water whereas I bought 7L. This kind of sums up Mr Suave; fun-loving and thoughtful, always ready for a party and buying everyone pasalubong but not very organised whereas I'm almost anal about the small details. We met them for complimentary breakfast at 8:30; they all had various silog and I pre-ordered the continental which was pancakes with honey and some fruit. Jane did the washing; mainly her clothes plus mine that I’d worn in the cave and consequently smelled of bat shit. By 10:30 we went to the beach; the AC had really made my cold worse. Snotty nose and chesty cough but not feeling unwell. Stayed until gone 12:30 then we all went for a walk to the market which was a little disappointing. However we managed to get two full roast chickens from across the road and more supplies from the 7-Eleven that we brought back to Casa de Suave. Afterwards I attempted to find the San Juan Watchtower but it wasn't the building I had suspected based on the Google location so I gave up as it was just too hot. Had a siesta then went to the beach after 17:30 for a swim. We get cleaned up and quite by coincidence both groups are ready for 8pm. For want of something better to do we go back to Urbiztondo for dinner and drinks. What the difference a day makes. In hindsight it is obvious the Filipinos were here for Saturday night and today was more in line with my expectation of a sleepy seaside town. Tonight was the opposite problem of finding somewhere with a pulse to visit rather than somewhere with space. Mr Suave managed to find a beach front bar called Lakbai Musica; food was around ₱200-300 per meal and beers ₱95 but a G&T was ₱320 which is expensive for Philippines. Not long after we arrived the live music started, a female solo artist with a good voice who sang clearly in English and not an approximation. When the food arrived, of course not all at once, I was initially disappointed with my choice of Pork Bagnet but it had a lovely dipping sauce to redeem it, however Janes choice of Lechon Paksiw was better still! We get back to the car to find we have a parking fine but no real idea of how to pay the ₱330. Once back at the resort and Mr Suave and I drink the bottle of fruit wine I'd bought in Sagada - this one was the least vinegary of all. At 23:00 Jane and I return to the room for boom boom getting to sleep for just after midnight.

I don't have anything eventful to add to Snoop's last TR post above that covers the trip from Sagada in the highlands to La Union in the western coast. So please allow me to just share some reflections on what it was like for Mr. Suave to lodge with 3 sissies during the trip and apportion intimacies in such collective settings. Contrary to what some may think from his pics and his bravado in his own TRs, Mr Suave did not just snap his fingers and all 3 or 4, sometimes 5 sissies instantly stripped naked, K-Yed their bungholes and jumped into bed for all-on-all group buggery. Not at all. Sex with the sissies was more sporadic since we all tended to be busy with the sightseeing, daytime recreation, nighttime clubbing and when bed time came often too plastered to do anything but fall sleep. Night or morning sex also was more likely to be Suave+2 than Suave+3-or-more with whichever 2 sissies were lying to his sides, the more distant sissies being left unbuggered sleeping while Suave kissed the mouths and grabbed the cocks to his left and right, without necessarily escalating it to penetrative buggery. 1-on-1 sex was actually more frequent and all but certain to happen whenever the rest of the sissies were absent and both Suave and the available sissy jumped at the opportunity to reconnect with each other. To sum up: the group sex opportunities happened and were a gift from Heaven yes, but it's not like aging Mr. Suave wanted it or could perform it all day so there was an element of rotation to it. While in AC at his usual digs Suave and up to 4 sissies all piled up on a king size bed, during the trip Suave plus his 3 travel companions had to accommodate to rooms with 2 narrow separate beds, which meant 2 sissies in one and Suave and the remaining sissy 1-on-1 in the other. So Suave during the trip rotated the sissies even when he'd rather be sleeping with a particular one for whatever reason. All this to say that when they got to La Union they were assigned a huge beachfront room with 2 queen size beds that could each have fit all 4 tightly packed but it was the sissies who chose to pair up. At that point of the trip Suave's infatuation with Bouncy was more than established so Kim and Steph just jumped together in one of the beds leaving the other for Suave and Bouncy who kept it decent until the lights were off. Being a due-diligent harem master, the best Suave could do was sneak at dawn into Steph and Kim's bed and relish their morning logs to ejaculation while Bouncy slept like an angel in the other bed. Thus managed Suave to keep peace and harmony among the 3 sissies without making any of them loose face from his eventual loss of interest that did not happen.

This TR is evolving into a dialogue between me and the OP and I hope I am not coming across as invasive, just trying to complement the information provided by said OP and add a dash of humor. Hope it helps. For example: The Sagada caves are a major national attraction of the PH and not to be missed especially if you are there in Sagada. Mr. Suave did NOT just skip visiting the cave because of the added cost of hiring a second guide. The reason was that he had been there 10 years earlier and did a lengthier cave exploration whereby he went in the same cave mouth Snoop and the sissies did but came out another more distant one. He recalled crawling in bat shit in the dark with precipices to his sides and thinking if he fell into one of those, the guide would skadoodle like they were never there and nobody would know until he'd be found mummified centuries later. Suave was also wary of not keeping up like had happened the day before at the rice terraces, so he decided to give himself a pass and go look at a lesser cave and chill at the room before the rest of the circus arrived. The dinner the sissies cooked that night was a labor of love to which Suave contributed by going around shopping for the ingredients. When we were all eating at the table to me it felt like Christmas as I no longer have much of a family to eat Christmas dinners with. The main dish is called Bicol express a delicious PH classic of chunks of pork in coconut sauce with shrimp paste and crunchy veggies and sometimes mango. In that region of the rice terraces some unique local varieties of rice are still being grown and Mr. Suave had bought 1 kg of the most premium variety, which he thinks was black rice, but Snoop called it red. Whatever color it was it tasted more pasty-chewy than the regular rice and when the sissies tried it it was like they were eating buckets of shit and immediately went to make another pot of regular rice. In the PH they don't put salt in the rice when they cook it (a lot of soy sauce afterwards) and the black/red rice had its own characteristic flavor that I think takes getting used to. Otherwise the night was calmer than the previous mankini-wrestling group tears one with the sissies on and off microphoneless karaoke singing depending on the songs they fished from youtube into the TV. I would like it to go on record that, as mentioned, the previous night Bouncy fell asleep on the floor like a dog, but when Suave woke up in the middle of the night (with Steph's cock and balls to his face from an unfinished 69) he fatherly carried Bouncy to bed with him (and with the other 2!) and slept the rest of the night in a tight embrace with her. As mentioned also, Suave's fondness for Bouncy was blooming and the next night after the Bicol express and the karaoke he was back deep in her bowels while the other 2 assisted with nipple biting and cocks to the mouth stuffing. I think this was the point of the trip when someone said "What Bouncy wants, Bouncy gets!" and it caught on.

Friday 25th April 2025 (Day 9) Jane wakes up feeling horny but as is typical for me I am no mood for morning sex. It’s ironic that last night when I was horny she was crying. After cuddling for 10 minutes or so we leave our room at 8am to find the Barkada making breakfast of egg sandwiches, pancakes and pancit (noodles). Bouncy seems to revel in playing house and has taken charge of the kitchen! We head out about 10am. We decided not to use the same guide as the previous day as we found him to be lazy. Instead with drove directly to Sumaging cave just a few minutes down the road, and found a guide there called Denver. There's a firm rule it seems about 1 guide per 5 people, so Mr Suave decided to see the entrance only leaving the Barkada to explore the cave. Of course the girls are dressed more like we were going to a trip to the mall rather than spelunking causing some amusement amongst the old ladies we passed – I don’t they’d been well briefed on what to expect. It was certainly very slippery in places and we were required to climb down some steep rocks and paddle through cool pools of water but it wasn't nearly as cold as I'd been led to expect. So swimming shirts and a light shirt over the wife beater was plenty warm enough. From the entrance of the cave and back again was about 1 hour 20 minutes. I had brought along my 1100W mountain bike light which was handy as I was able to light the group from the back while the guide lit from the front. I also brought along both my 20L and 5L waterproof bags into which the girls phones, cigarettes and handbags eventually went. We were done for midday. Mr suave had returned to a hotel but not before going to the Coffin Cave and he strongly recommended that we do that also. There were no guides at the cave so I jumped back into the car and returned to where we met Denver and asked him to also be our guide for Luamping cave. He was really quite chatty, at least with the girls, but that stop-off added 45 minutes on to our outing. So as we drove back to town the girls now wanted to eat before going to church. We returned to the guesthouse so that we could all get showers and wash the bat shit from our bodies. Therefore it was nearly 2pm before we ventured out just across the road to the highly recommended Yogurt House. It seems that half of the menu was unavailable; I thought the rice dish that I had was okay but the yogurt was overpriced and nothing special. Mr Suave’s group were totally unimpressed with the place. After lunch I took the groceries Mr Suave had bought back to our guesthouse on the way to get the car. I picked up the group to go to St Mary's church, it was only a 5 minutes stop so the girls could say a prayer. We paused outside Ganduyan Museum but once again it was closed, so we returned to the hotel and the girls started preparing dinner. The girls were very excited at the prospect of using the kitchen. Jane modelling the "pasalubong" that Mr Suave had bought her. It started raining heavily again which delayed my shopping trip to get beers etc. I must have gone in maybe 10 sari-sari and pasalubong shops before I found the 3 where I could get red horse beers, wine and gin. Dinner was ready by the time we got back; pork in coconut milk and red rice. I enjoyed it but I don't think the girls were as impressed or perhaps they were not hungry following our late lunch; they certainly did not seem happy about the red rice. We lounged around for a while; Jane gave me a massage and I opened a bottle of Green Mango wine that Kim described as "vinegar", before calling it a night.

103 to be specific and looking like Kendo at his prime. As Churchill said "the Royal Navy is all about the rum, the buggery and the lash" all of which give Rear Admiral Suave a reason to live on ...

Tiffany’s Pattaya Show celebrates its 50th anniversary and looks back on colorful memories before opening a new chapter: “Crystalize a Dream” – a place of acceptance, appreciation of identity, and human diversity. “Crystalize a Dream” will preserve the essence of the original shows, such as Pattaya Paradise and Butterfly Ball, but reinterpret them to be more inclusive and contemporary. “We were always fully booked,” says Dr. Darin Phanthusak, Vice President of PTS Holding. “But it was important to us to add new dimensions to the show. This will be possible thanks to technological advances.” Although details are kept secret, it’s clear that the family behind Tiffany’s wants to offer more than just a spectacle—they’re striving for transformation. Since the death of founder and visionary Senator Sutham Phanthusak, the PTS Group has been led by his wife, Orawan, and their daughters Darin, Alisa, and Varassaya. Under their leadership, Tiffany’s has flourished beyond the stage. Today, the family’s ventures include the Woodlands Hotel, the La Ferme restaurant, two French cafés called La Baguette, Thai Marché, and the Lola Summer boutique—a lifestyle empire that combines hospitality, dining, and entertainment. Yet despite this expansion, Tiffany’s Show remains the crown jewel. Each year, it hosts national and international transgender beauty pageants, broadcast live to Thai audiences and celebrated worldwide. “We owe a lot to Pattaya,” says Dr. Darin. “And we want to give something back with the best possible performance.” The new Show will begin on June 27, 2025, with the official launch in July 2025. https://thepattayanews.com/2025/06/20/tiffanys-show-in-pattaya-celebrates-50-years-the-end-of-the-old-show-a-new-chapter-crystalize-a-dream/

Repent Snoop ! Holy Friday and you fornicating the night away with your newfound Jezebel... Unlike Mr Suave and his choir sissies who, as previously posted on this board, continued piously reenacting the Passion of Christ as soon as they got back to the hotel...

For anyone in town this weekend

NOT recommended and a waste of money TBH. Polla arrives with fabulous potential but just doesn't deliver, even after several bookings. 1. Refuses the tiniest request (stand up please?) 2. Has to be lying down 3. Arrives pretty off-her-face and is stuck to watching weird porn on her mobile from the outset 4. Kissing!! LOL. 5. Professes to let you do what you want until you ask her to..... turn-over unbelievable! 6. Then the list of "don'ts" and you are in wobbly territory trying to keep it going seriously south 7. If you are still hard at that point you're a better man than me 8. Polla's not into you or your cock... or cocks in general, no matter how good you are to her 9. She basically doesn't want to be there but wants the money 10. I haven't heard from her since.....

PART 1 – ANGELES CITY Wednesday 16th April 2025 (Day 0) Up at 4am to get the 5:08 train from Sheffield to Manchester Airport. Had a snooze on the train. Flying Etihad from Terminal 1 I was a bit disappointed it was the old slower style of check-in. Nothing on the in-flight entertainment that I hadn't seen or wanted to watch. Fortunately I had a few films downloaded to my phone that I had not got around to seeing so I watched "Hundreds of Beavers" which was a bit like a modern black and white silent movie in so far sad there was no dialogue. Then "My Old School" on the second leg, which is the true story of a 30 year old man who goes back to his old school posing as a teen. I had a few hours to kill in the airport at Dubai and ended up talking to a 71 year old Japanese guy called Koba who had been hiking in Spain. I'm sat at the front of the plane so when we arrive I'm one of the first off after those in business class. I walk down to immigration and I am pleased that it's not the chaos that Manila airport is so infamous for. I go straight up to an immigration counter where I'm told I need to fill out an online declaration to get a QR code, which is news to me and many others. I spend about 15 minutes downloading the app and filling in one form after another until I finally get my QR code which is about the time that all the staff go for lunch. Despite that I get to the carousel a couple of minutes before my bag arrives. I scan my QR code again to go through customs and I'm in Philippines! Find the SMART SIM card counter but they are not selling the ₱599 eSIM only ₱1500+ packages; I'm told “at mall” when I ask. Sod that, it's not the money it's the principal. Their website would not let me buy an eSIM online and they are trying to rip off tourists at the airport (what's new). So I go outside to find the Genesis Bus. It is not well signposted or signposted at all in fact but I remember I took a screenshot of the location info, though still have to ask someone in an high-vis jacket to point it out to me. The waiting bus is just across the road. The time is not quite 12:30 and they are about to set off; if I'm not last on board I must nearly be as there's only 2 or 3 seats left. What a result. ₱430 to S&M Clark. I've got enough cash, about ₱5000, from my previous trip so no need to exchange or withdraw at the airport. There’s no internet connection on the bus but a USB charging socket so all good. As we approach A/C I realise I could get off at Dau bus-station as it is equidistant to my hotel but I need to get a SIM so decide to stay on to S&M as planned. Plus my bag is on the wrong side of the bus for getting off at that stop. I decide I might also get lunch at S&M whilst there. I'm a bit tired despite dozing on the plane but too excited to sleep so just listen to some radio programmes I'd downloaded. When I arrived at 14:15 the mall is closed for Easter, even though it is only Thursday, and won't be open until Saturday. That may explain why the journey out of Manila was so quick.

Looking forward to your report, Snoop, as they are always informative and have plenty of non mongering information. I spent 19 days in Philippines in May and will wait until your have completed your report before posting one of my own here on the forum.

Someone who the world has probably long forgotten once wrote..."Great friends are hard to find and impossible to forget." Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote, “It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.” It was a genuine lifetime joy to be stupid with you all.......

Sunday 4th May 2025 (Day 18) Woke early after a good night's sleep. Had some mango and pastries for breakfast that we’d bought the night before. Jane wanted to go to Church and I wanted to go to the market in the morning to find some Sayongsong (once again without luck), so we headed out on our scooter. We stopped to buy some oranges on the way back; at ₱20 each they are the same price as back home. Seems mad when compared to cost of BBQ the night before which was just ₱600 for a meal for 2. Back to the hotel to chill on the hotel beach garden. From my time driving around the Philippines these past few weeks I've come to the conclusion that when the Filipinos deign to use indicators it is to deceive not inform – I won't miss driving around here. Kurvada for lunch again at Jane's request – given a choice (which she was) I think she’d eat here every day, every meal. Its cheap, easy and tasty so can't complain though for lunch. We go straight to Doot aka Secret Beach from there. We stay about an hour as I'm not impressed; there’s not much of a beach and nowhere really to swim. I’ve given Jane a pair of Panasonic headphones I stole from Business Class on a recent flight so I don’t have to listen to any more of the Miss Universe clips she watching on repeat and she’s delighted with them! It's a win for both of us. Gelato at Halika on the way back; this time I try Dute Cheese & Siargao flavours as they are the remaining 2 of the 3 most popular flavours that I had yet to try. Unfortunately they’ve run out of cones so we have to have them in a cup. Back to the hotel and chill out in the garden reading my book. I'm getting tired of the company and ready for home, or at least to part ways. If Jane isn’t wanting sex she’s demanding cuddles and kisses and it’s driving this grumpy old man crazy! Don't think I'll be back to PH. In the evening we go to the over-rated sunset bridge again; Halika have a mobile cart there as well as the main shop. We share a portion of churros in a chocolate sauce and Jane get’s excited about meeting another Vlogger, known as Island Barbie. When the sun had set we went for Mexican Fusion at Isla Comida. I had planned to go to Zicatela for dinner but it appears to have closed down and this was just around the corner. It was tasty enough but the ambience was more like a fast food joint rather than a restaurant. Back to the room for a snooze; I get 1 hour before Jane starts putting the lights on; asking if I'm asleep; noisily eating pork scratching; and jumping up and down on me. I give up sleeping and we get dressed to go out. We go to Strum again; I like it there, the place has got character and because we are out early (as we have no intention of staying out all night) we are able to get one of the few seats. Jane wants to look at SBC again but I feel too tired and I don’t particularly like the place. We stay at Strum for a couple of hours; Jane had two San Miguel Apple (she's drunk after the first) and I have 1 (local) Gin & Sprite at ₱100 and 2 G&T at ₱160 each. By the time we leave, maybe 22:25 not sure exactly, it's gone beyond standing room only and the patrons are stood outside not only the hard shoulder but also the road itself. There's a club night at Happiness, the resort next to ours – club nights are at a different location each night of the week. Jane wants to go so I give her ₱500 and tell her to have fun whilst I go to sleep. Ironically I’m feeling the horniest I’ve felt all week with the nice buzz from those G&T and I’m in going to bed alone. Jane wakes me at 01:30 to ask if it's okay to stay out with some friends she’s made from her home town. I go back to sleep and she goes out again. Eventually she arrives back at 04:30; noisy, lights on, kettle boiling, eating a pot noodle, retching, etc before eventually going to sleep telling me to wake her in the morning to go to Sugba Lagoon.

I sincerely think that my LB detector needs it's batteries changing. For a while now this one had me thinking that she was a girl - granted she is flat-chested and a bit on the tall side, but that's hardly unique. Face, body, voice and demeanor are that of a young woman. Has anybody else been fooled like this? If you've got any snaps, then post 'em up!

What can I say? When I was in Siargao I did not tour those natural beauties... just boom-boom, beach, and party all night with my sissy. It was wise to bring one along, although I remember seeing one very attractive, pristine femboy with long hair I would have gone for otherwise... but for sure there werent any nor GGs throwing themselves at the visitors. While Snoop was honeymooning in Siargao, I stayed in AC 3 or 4 more nights and was having a honeymoon of sorts with Bouncy and Bouncy alone since I was now restricted to 1 companion by the hotel. Free from the sightseeing and barkada distractions, we mostly stayed in the room watching Netflix and had a lot of sex some of it too kinky to describe without compromising Bouncy or myself. There is nothing Bouncy wont do...

It's so weird.. in thailand.. everyone loves playing the field. Don't fool yourself.. the ones that like monogamy are ultra rare. I noticed this and wasn't looking for it but monogamy found me. I didn't like it at first but keeping my sanity is better than always having to worry about the new one's stealing my belongings or throwing a tantrum or worse being non compatible sexually (like her butt not opening up because you're TOO BIG). My advice when you find one or two you're sexually compatible with, who don't drive you crazy.. keep em #1 or #2 on your list! It's difficult to realize when you know you have a better option with you than the one across the bar that catches your eye. But when you do.. just hold on as getting laid with a good lay is better than a new different one.

In my time I've also done a TR or 2 and I always welcomed when BMs posted with comments and questions, so the TRs were not just a succession of my own posts. Likewise, I think Snoop appreciates that other BMs post, including myself who was on his trip and can contribute with additional information especially as regards Suave and his 3 little piggies. But today I may be stepping into uncomfortable territory for Snoop with this reflection on an aspect of the trip that was there ever-present but never mentioned: I am talking about the fact that Snoop had 1 sissy (Jane aka Pocahontas) and Suave had 3 (Kim, Steph and Bouncy), which elevated Pocahontas over the other 3 for not having to share her man, together with Pocahontas being the eldest (how old is she Snoop?). On the other hand those 3 relished being in the Mr. Suave Frequent Fuckers Club for the last few years and the fact that Mr. Suave may not be as romantic but (sorry to say Snoop) he was more playfully fun to hang out with including the fact that the 3 sissies could also enjoy each others' friendship while Pocahontas had to keep some distance and glue herself to Snoop. On the other hand if any of the sissies envied Pocahontas for having her own younger sexier prince charming, they also knew such joy would come to an end when Snoop departed the PH and Pocahontas found herself again parading in front of Phillies which is what ultimately happened. Snoop further elevated Pocahontas's GF status when towards the end of the highlands trip he invited her to stay with him the rest of his PH stay in the trendy island of Siargao. In contrast, Suave (who was not going to Siargao) stuck to his plan to disband the circus once everybody got back to AC but magnanimously offered Snoop to pay AC-Siargao airfares for his 3 sissies if Snoop wanted to take any or all of them. Snoop declined and I guess Pocahontas was relieved and their illusion of true love continued for another week. My 2 questions are: who is the nastier player? Suave who piled up sissies and used and changed them like shirts ? or Snoop who stuck to 1 and seduced her to the max with the enamored monogamy? what do you have to say Mr. Nice?

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