Wanderlust serendipity for a cheap charlie

[Pulci Gorgon]

The Airbus glided silently through the night until lights emerged beneath the left wing. We could see the shore of the Red Sea illuminated by the lights of Jeddah city. After a shallow bank to the left, the Airbus made its final approach over the city. From my seat, Jeddah resembled a city in an American western state, or the suburbs of BKK or HCMC. After landing, I would take another flight.

Why did I fly to Jeddah? It's a new hub for Saudia Airlines, not primarily linked to the Muslim pilgrim business. Another reason is that prices with other airlines were too high. Last year, I paid 1,000 euros for my first post-covid trip (to Vietnam) but expected cheaper return ticket prices to Saigon. Flights to BKK were also too expensive. And what would I do in BKK? Rush to PY and deal with the PY clique? So, on this occasion, I took advantage of a budget-friendly flight, and Jeddah became my new gateway to the Orient.

I won't disclose my initial destination in this post; try guessing. It's a city I've visited a few times during various trips, but I rarely mentioned it on LBR. I spent a couple of days there before heading to my final destination. I won't reveal my ultimate goal in this post either; that's for you to guess as well. I'll simply mention that I talked about the country a few times this year. It's a place I've never been to before, and I don't recall reading any reviews about it on LBR. This year, I shared my perspective on traveler's strategies to assist newbies, but I acknowledge that my approach is not robust. I'm not thoroughly prepared, unfamiliar with the local scene, and anticipate encountering challenges and issues in some cities. Come what may, I'm on holiday. If I can't find ladyboys, I'll explore the beaches or seek out sightseeing (and delete or stop the TR), regardless, I'm on vacation.
To avoid being stressed by the situation or my obligation to report, I'll wait for a few days before reviewing what's essential in my trip and avoid overly detailed explanations (though you can ask questions).

I hoped I made it clear : wanderlust serendipity, means that I hope that luck and my small experience might counterbalance the difficulties on the field as well as my poor preparation. I’m traveling hoping to be lucky with my cheap charlie’s methods and airline budget on an unknown field.

 

So, here's the initial challenge. To encourage my first review, I'd like:
At least one member to hazard a guess and post exactly where I landed after Jeddah.
Either the same member or another one to venture a guess on the destination of my next landing.

On your keyboards, mates !

[Pdoggg]

10 hours ago, Pulci Gorgon said:

hazard a guess and post exactly where I landed after Jeddah

KL?

[Rom]

OK I'll play.  here's what we know:

PG flying from JEDDAH to STOPOVER Destination ("a couple days")

From STOPOVER Destination he will fly to FINAL Destination

PG has mentioned the STOPOVER destination at LBR but "rarely"

PG mentioned the FINAL Destination at LBR  "a few times this year"

The FINAL Destination has BEACHES

PG is flying SAUDIA and was intent on a cheap fare.

 

I recall PG posting earlier this year about INDONESIAN sissies.  I used the Board's search function and it showed him planning to go to SULAWESI which definitely has beaches. So my guess is SULAWESI is the FINAL Destination

To keep the fare as low as possible, to go from Jeddah to Sulawesi he would want to stay on SAUDIA, Jakarta being the closest you could get.  So the STOPOVER Destination would be Jakarta from where PG will take a domestic flight to one of Sulawesi's airports.

How did I do?

[Pulci Gorgon]

2 hours ago, Pdoggg said:

KL?

OMG. The first answer is exact. How did you guess ? 

30 minutes ago, Rom said:

OK I'll play.  here's what we know:

PG flying from JEDDAH to STOPOVER Destination ("a couple days")

From STOPOVER Destination he will fly to FINAL Destination

PG has mentioned the STOPOVER destination at LBR but "rarely"

PG mentioned the FINAL Destination at LBR  "a few times this year"

The FINAL Destination has BEACHES

PG is flying SAUDIA and was intent on a cheap fare.

 

I recall PG posting earlier this year about INDONESIAN sissies.  I used the Board's search function and it showed him planning to go to SULAWESI which definitely has beaches. So my guess is SULAWESI is the FINAL Destination

To keep the fare as low as possible, to go from Jeddah to Sulawesi he would want to stay on SAUDIA, Jakarta being the closest you could get.  So the STOPOVER Destination would be Jakarta from where PG will take a domestic flight to one of Sulawesi's airports.

How did I do?

Very clever, unfortunately inaccurate. Nevertheless, your response is impressive.

Please try again. 

[Rom]

Based on you being in KL and having mentioned here in the board your FINAL destination this year, I would have to go with the next IDN city with ladyboys: BALI.

You could also just go to BATAM in Indonesia that has them.  But you never mentioned Batam.

You gave the impression that you "might not be able to find ladyboys."  If you go to Bali you will easily find a few.  The question is their attractiveness and the price...

Anyway if it's not Bali I give up or you give another clue...

[Pdoggg]

Just now, Pulci Gorgon said:

OMG. The first answer is exact. How did you guess ? 

Just now, Rom said:

KL is a a big Southeast Asian Hub.  Jeddah flies there.  It's a place that many guys say they should see for themselves.  I did but was not impressed as the cheapish hotels are not very nice.

Final destination?  I'll guess Bali.  Sulawesi is more off the beaten track which is your style but perhaps too remote and the punishment for gay sex in Indonesia is death.  Harsh.  Bali is an easier place to meet Indonesian ladyboys who go there to hook up with foreigners.  Local Balinese authorities are unlikely to enforce sodomy laws.

[Pdoggg]

Just now, Rom said:

I would have to go with the next IDN city with ladyboys: BALI.

Great minds think alike.  

[Pulci Gorgon]

I mustn't be a great mind then. 

Well done, you both found out that I'm in Indonesia. However, Indonesia is vast. I had criticized Sulawesi as being too remote and must add that I couldn't find many ladyboys there (there would be much to say about warias in Sulawesi but I would be off-topic). Although Bali is a highly touristic area with well-established ladyboys bars (or bars with ladyboys), I had criticized Bali as not being my preferred destination. I see Denpasar as a  Pattaya for Aussies and the rest of the island is a destination for luxury tourism that can cost an arm and a leg.Moreover, flight costs were too high. After reading my posts, I've just found out I had mentioned the city I visited and the ladyboy at the top of my to-do list.

I use a VPN since LBR is censored by the Indonesian Internet as a porn site. Hopefully I will still be able to post pics in my next post. 

[Pulci Gorgon]

I didn't look for my post, but I had posted that islamic laws apply only in one province and laws might be different from a province to another. The place with fundamentalism is Aceh. Here, they told me it's a distorted information by the BBC. I'm actually in the North Sumatra province in Medan. 

Anyway, well done guys. You found the country. After Kuala Lumpur, I just took a short hop to Medan (less than an hour by plane) and here I am on the ground. I consider you've won the game. I'm leaving on a trip for 2 days today. I'm not sure if I'll have time to review Kuala Lumpur before departing. 

[Pulci Gorgon]

Kuala Lumpur

 

 

 

I had visited KL Lumpur 9 years ago. The scene has never been alike BKK or Pattaya but I  had enjoyed finding street freelancers, particularly my first Vietnamese ladyboys, a sissy and a hot femboy.  Since then, I  had read Rxpharm's posts in other forums dealing with police crackdowns. I  wasn't overly worried since there had already been crackdowns against Thai ladyboys in the early 2010s and I had been satisfied with what I  had found : a small scene for very few mongers.  

I  had seen a few profiles in Twitter but they were totally delirious. One of them asked me for 3,000 MYR.

Apart from the absence of Foreign ladyboys,  I could sum it up in one sentence.  Almost nothing changed after nine years, for instance, I saw the same ladyboys but 9 years older. 

Here's a couple of ladyboys in Bukit Bintang.

 

 

I saw 6 or 7 old ladyboys sitting at a restaurant table near the massage shops area but couldn't shot pics.

This lady is a massage girl. She proposed me a happy ending massage. 

 

 

Chow Kit
Initially,  I  hadn't planned to go to Chow Kit. CK is a bad neighborhood that a local Muslim politician wants to rehabilitate not to eradicate prostitution but to fight against social poverty and cultural underdevelopment. Here too, what changes everything is that the ladyboys have not changed.  They are just 9 years older.
I used my big camera with the 300mm lens to try to capture their image from afar.

 

 

I don't know about this one  she's a  new one or she's  the one I had shot inba blurred photo in  2014.

 

 

 

This one proposed me a BJ pour 70 MYR,  that I about 530 THB. 9 years ago, I had shagged a young ladyboy for 50 MYR (500 THB) at that time but she had given me a bad time to try to get more money.

 

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On the way back, I  sat in the monorail next to a queer I managed to photograph her reflection in the window.

 

 

Last but not least,  I  had a  look at the blue boy cabaret. 'Mina Mendes' and her mates were finishing their show. I  was happy to come back tonmy nearby hotel with a few good photos. Enjoy. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I forgot to mention this building in Jln P.Ramlee. This used to be a great night club full of freelancer girls. Now, it looks like a haunted house. 

 

[rxpharm]

Thanks for reporting, we don't hear much about Malaysia. Interesting to see some of the differences between now and 9 years ago. That is more than a lifetime for most P4p lb workers.

I think you may have missed an opportunity with the cabaret lbs, as I think some of them would be willing to do p4p - but as you are on a budget, they may have asked outside of your limit.

One of these days when travel permits, you need to visit China. I feel there could be a large number of p4p lbs there - but the limiting factor would be language. You would have to know Chinese, or if the new Samsung AI phones are available next year, they will be able to do real time translation during a phone call.

[Pulci Gorgon]

Thanks for your comment Rxpharm. Before answering, I'd like to apologize for the poor quality of the text. I wrote it in a note application in my phone then sent it to my PC and posted it from a bus station. With the pressure of time I made no correction. 

KL is just a city in Malaysia. I don't think I will have time to visit more cities this year. It was my 'plan B' in case Indonesia turned up to be shitty. 

I doidn't think of my budget but saw 'Mina Mendes' seemed interested by a couple of young and athletic guys. It may sound strange, I enjoyed her class but never thought I would be attracted. 

When I left KL, I met a Chinese lady in a restaurant in the airport. I chatted about China. She's from Shanghai and she gave me good vibes about China. On the next day, in Medan, I met a country fellow with his Cambodian girlfriend. He also gave positive information about China. 

But I had negative comments about Chinese ladyboys in my chat with Chinese sissy men. One of them told me he had experienced rude people and not really interesting. Anyway, he's happy with his wife. I believe I miss key informations to go and play with Chinese ladyboys. For now, I fear a great failure. Of course, this month, my mind is with Indonesian warias. 

[Pulci Gorgon]

I chose Medan because it's relatively close to Kuala Lumpur. Initially, my plan was to take a ferry boat from Georgetown and cross the Melaka Strait, but airline companies had largely replaced the boat business. Although Air Asia offered a cheap ticket, I ended up paying more than double the price for my luggage, and even an additional fee for a 1kg overweight when checking in.

I arrived just a few minutes before departure, as the flight lasted less than an hour (I departed at 13:30 and landed at 13:25). Immigration and customs checks were lengthier compared to countries like Thailand, Vietnam, or Malaysia, but not excessively so. In the terminal, I faced difficulty withdrawing money from the ATM. One of my banks blocked my debit card as soon as it detected an attempt to withdraw money in Indonesia. I managed to withdraw some cash with my other bank card but had to use my debit card to pay for my train ticket.

Later, I struggled to find a shop to purchase a SIM card, so I had to go to the city to buy one. Phone shops initially refused to sell me a SIM card, insisting I could only get one if I purchased a brand new phone, and obtaining a phone number would take three days. Consequently, I had to head to my hotel without cash and without a phone. At a coffee shop with Wi-Fi, I asked for directions. The guy recommended a street shop where I could get a SIM card. However, I was told they could only top up my phone credit there, and I had to visit a shop called Grapari shop in Carrefour mall to buy a Telkomsel SIM card. These stressful incidents had consequences the next day, as I had to bring my passport and allow shopkeepers to take photos in order to be permitted to purchase a SIM card.

Medan turned out to be like any other Asian city, but the province is less developed than Thailand, Malaysia, or even Vietnam. I visited three malls/commercial centers with many clothing shops and fast-food restaurants but fewer electronics and telecommunication appliances than in other countries I've visited.

Here are a few pictures taken in the streets, and other places

 

The train riding to the city looked modern but was riding very slowly. I fell asleep after taking this photo.

 

A safety guard controlling the trafic in front of a bank building. In other streets 'safety guards' look like tramps and stop the trafic to help people. 

 

 

100 $ in rupiahs = 1.5 million rupiahs

 

A street hooker on a boulevard, she stood not far from an area where, according to my research, ladyboys were said to be working at night. Upon later investigation, I found no evidence of such activity. She was the sole street hooker I encountered in Medan and she was ugly. 

 

A typical car used by Medan citizens. Streets are full of cars similar to this one or even larger. 

 

A van I used as a Baht bus. I don't know how they call these specific vans. They are very usel and cheap (7,000 rupiah = 0.41 €, 0.45 US$, or 16 THB

 

Once in my room, I couldn't connect to LBR. Eventually, the connection displayed a message in Indonesian. In summary, it stated that LBR is a porn site, and access to such sites is blocked. So, I loaded a browser with a VPN to be able to log in to LBR.

 

[Pulci Gorgon]

It took me nearly 24 hours to acquire a SIM card and be able to withdraw money normally from ATMs.

 

Regarding the ladyboys, I had stored Twitter URLs in a blog and categorized them based n their look and also their ability to post kinky pics or videos. I had four ladyboys rated 4 stars, including one exclusively top, fifteen rated 3 stars, twenty-one rated 2 stars, and two rated 1 star or crossdresser. My primary target was Zilqi, whose picturess I had already posted. I initially reached out to the 4-star experts, and the first responses came quickly.

 

 

Pink Queen responded promptly. She requested payment using a WhatsApp payment system. I informed her that I prefer to pay in the room, but she responded with a series of love messages.

 

The situation wasn't much better with Caca. She initially asked for a distance payment upfront, which I declined, insisting on paying in the room. However, half an hour before our scheduled meeting, I realized I had lost my passport. I canceled the date and returned to the phone shop to search for it. I'll spare you the details of this story, but regrettably, I lost Caca's trust. While I can't blame her for being rude, finding my passport had become my top priority. Perhaps I have been lucky since I probably avoided another potential scam.

Since Zilqi only responded in Indonesian and messaged slowly, I began contacting experts rated 3 stars. Some of them had slow-paced conversations, especially those communicating only in Indonesian. One of them, Hyuna, seemed more eager to reach a conclusion.

Hyuna arrived to my hotel before midnight. I realize it's hard to write a review when meeting a ladyboy like this. I must say she looks quite better than on her pics. 
Initially, she asked me for 650,000 Rupiah but I bargained a price at 500,000 (about 1,100 THB) that she accepted. 
Once in the room, she gave me a perfect girlfriend experience (DFK, BBBJ, great fucking). She even made videos that she posted in her Twitter account . Shame on me, I'm not a porn performer. She never counted time and stayed more than an hour and half. So, eventually, she left the hotel with more than 650,000 ruppiah she had initially requested. 

 

 

As I kept on looking for ladyboys, I had more contacts but never concluded a date with another one. As Zilqi wouldn't answer, I decided to reinvite Hyuna 2 days later to my hotel. I heeded The_Sith's advice and opted to stay with this ladyboy I had a good rapport with, considering I stuck with the one I got along with well and who didn't cost me much, rather than seeking out new ones.

Hyuna came back 2 days later dressed in red. 

 

 

 

 

I must interrupt my posting. I don't want to miss my shuttle who has to pick me up in my hotel lobby. 

To be followed ...

 

 

 

 

[Pulci Gorgon]

More details about Hyuna. 

From the beginning, she caught my eye, and we got along well. She came well dressed and I found her prettier than on her pics. She managed to create an illusion, making me believe she spoke English well. When we finally broke the ice, I realized she was using Google Translate quickly, and her English was quite poor. She handled situations with composure.
She first insisted to take care of my cock under the shower, what I hadn't experienced since special whorehouses in Spain in the mid 2000s. She wanted to clean mycockhead with toothpaste (amazing). But as soon as we started in bed, she wasn't shy to give deep French kiss (I think I already posted it in the above post) and to blow me both strongly and smoothly. I admit I have been tired since I came back from Vietnam last year and feared to cope with an issue for the first time in my life. Alll I can say is that Hyuna has been my best doctor. She also played with her telephone to make videos while we were having sex. 

On the next morning, I noticed she had posted videos in her twitter account. Icouldn't copy all of them but here's the one with the BJ. I am sorry, but the male performer  falls short of conventional beauty standards.

 

 

On the second day, she came dressed in red as depicted in the above post.  

I requested her presence for a third session and inquired if she occasionally wore hijabs. Upon her affirmative response, I asked if she could bring a hijab for a photoshoot. A boastful idiot had posted in a forum that there were no ladyboy in IOndonesia except in Jakarta. He ad even added "one won't find a ladyboy with a hijab and a small cock far from Jakarta, so I arranged for my photoshoot session.  Hyuna didn't understand at first but I explained her. She understood that was some kind of 'Arabic porn'. I couldn't make a photo of her nude body with the hijab but we've done some funny pics (and videos). Enjoy. 

 

 

Here's the pic I made with the logo of the forum on my phone (That has nothing to do with PY except poor moderation, clique and you know everything ...) I blackened the logo on my phone screen. 

 

Last but not least, the video. 

 

Hyuna doesn't reach the standards of beauty of Thai ladyboys but I wish I had found such a great sex performer either in Pattaya or in Bangkok.  We quickly developed a strong rapport, despite her not being obligated to do so. She accompanied me via messaging throughout my ordeal of a journey across Sumatra. Additionally, she provided valuable advice on ladyboys in other cities and the vocabulary used in their markets. She also commented prices. 

She sometimes go to Java or to Batam to look for customers although she's from Medan. If you happen to travel to these places you know someone you can contact.

[Pulci Gorgon]

As mentioned earlier, I decided to extend my stay in Medan to spend time with Hyuna. Initially, my plan was to continue visiting cities in Sumatra to meet ladyboys moving southeast towards Java. However, I soon realized that this would consume too much time. Consequently, I opted to skip three cities —Pekanbaru, Jambi, and Palembang— where the chances of concluding a meeting with a ladyboy seemed slim.

 

The next question that arose was the means of transportation. I considered taking a boat, but there were no boats available from the coast near Medan to Lampung. Airline tickets were expensive, requiring a detour through Jakarta before reaching Bandar Lampung. This seemed impractical. Eventually, I found a bus company that could take me there in 36 hours at an affordable price. The buses appeared comfortable and safe.

 

 

To cut a long story short, upon entering the bus, I realized it was fully occupied. Coaches were out of service, and the promised safety belts were nowhere to be found. The bus drivers spent their time driving and smoking. To make matters worse, instead of arriving in Bandar Lampung at the scheduled 6:20 AM, I reached there after midnight. The 36-hour journey lasted 54 hours—akin to a road movie narrating a nightmare. I had underestimated distances and time. Perhaps I will share more details or add photos later. The only positive note is that my taxi in Bandar Lampung cost me 21,000 IDR for a 10 km journey, which is remarkably cheap (less than a dollar and a half).

 

BANDAR LAMPUNG

Once in my hotel, I managed to contact ladyboys using addresses from my blog. Unfortunately, I had only six contacts, and some had no messenger or did not respond. By chance, I had found one in the afternoon before departing. Ocha responded positively. Regrettably, at 1:30 AM, I informed her that I was too exhausted to meet and suggested postponing until the next day, which she accepted.

 

On the next day, I messaged her after having breakfast but received no reply. I then sought a travel agency to find transport to reach Java and spent the afternoon chilling out in the city.

 

 

From my hotel room, the city appeared inviting, with beautiful hills surrounding nearby neighborhoods. Unfortunately, when heading to the train station, I found myself in a neighborhood that I would describe as a 'Lampuristhan,' with shops selling Palestinian flags, women in hijabs, men in djellabas, a large mosque, and an unusual atmosphere around the train station. Nevertheless, I had a pleasant afternoon.

 

 

I messaged Ocha several times without a response. Meanwhile, two ladyboys offered me prices at 1 million IDR (more than 2,000 THB) or 800,000 IDR (about 1,800 THB). Hyuna commented that this is a usual price for ladyboys with silicone breasts. However, I declined.

 

Ocha replied after 9 PM while I was busy looking for a hotel in my next destination. I responded when I finished, but I stopped chatting at 11:30 PM since I thought it was getting late. Olca seemed to agree and didn't appear very interested in finalizing a date.

 

Right across the street from my hotel, the main 2 shops that replace 7/11 in Indonesia : Alphamart and Indomaret (maret, not market). I saw many 7/11 in Malaysia but never in Indonesia. 

 

[Pulci Gorgon]

                              

I had programmed a stop in Banten province since this is where Botimu lives. After 2 of her Twitter accounts had been suspended, I had found a new one with a completely different name. Sadly, this account was suspended a couple of weeks before I departed and I hadn't noted her contact (wa number). I had hoped till the last day to find a  new one. 

Among 7 ladyboys,  one was top only, one was over 36 years old and only one could be reached with WhatsApp. 

I messaged Lilian and received no answer.
I  hadn't found hotels at a  reasonable price but for a bit more money, I  went to a comfortable place place with a swimming pool complex, silent rooms, a big bar and restaurants with non spicy food (wow !). 

 

 

I took care of my fare train to my next destination  found a travel agency to get an airline ticket I couldn't purchase in Internet and enjoyed the swimming pool.  

 

Before reaching Cilegon

I had written a long paragraph to complain once again of road transports but preferred to delete it. Here are some pics. 

Arriving at the ferry harbour

Good bye Sumatra

 

Good afternoon Java

 

 

 

 

... 2 days later, one more issue with the taxi driver. Late, wreckless driving and  arrivin at the station to see the train departing ... without me. 
This is my conclusion : never trust Indonesians in road transports.  They are unable to respect a schedule and will aways find an excuse to mess it up.

This gave me time to make pics of trains at the station.

 

In the first train to my first change

 

In the train to Jakarta

 

Back in Cilegon, as I settled into my room, I came across an email from my brother. Shockingly, my father was in a coma and expected to pass away within the next 48 hours. Miraculously, he regained consciousness on the day he was predicted to succumb. Nevertheless, this news hasn't made my travels any more serene. I want to express my gratitude to BMs for their likes. I am aware that my posts may be becoming somewhat monotonous, and I sincerely hope to share more engaging content next time.

In the meantime, here's a new game for BMs who haven't visited Jakarta recently. How would you describe the city in terms of its buildings, streets, housing, ladyboys etc.? Please don't hesitate to share your thoughts. It's simply to compare with my own observations.

 

[Rom]

I am sorry to hear about your father and hope you can see him again in life and have parting words such as I never got to say to mine to thank him and tell him how much I loved him and would miss him.

[Pulci Gorgon]

Thank you for your encouragement, guys. In fact, this latest event occurred following the others previously described: 55 hours on a bus, 1800 km on the road without meeting a single ladyboy, loss of Botimu's contact information, and finally, this sad story. I won't delve into my family life, but I believe my father is content to have reached the age he has ( many BMs would have enjoyed to see their father have such a long life), and I've witnessed his decline accelerate since the end of the COVID crisis. His relationship with his sons wasn't exactly the warmest, and that's likely where the trouble lies.

Yet, to paraphrase Freddy Mercury, 'the party must go on. Despite all this, it prompted me to alter my plans and perhaps take fewer risks. I will explain later. 

In regard to Botimu in Banten and the ladyboys in Jakarta, you're likely familiar with the narrative – it's the tale of ladyboys behind the walls. I've incorporated the Twitter account URLs of the  ladyboys into a blog, contacting them as I approach a new town. The oversight I made with Botimu was saving only her Twitter account when I should have stored her contact information as well. I chose to save Twitter URLs, as creating a detailed blog akin to my Vietnam blog would have taken too long. In hindsight, I should have invested more effort in curating the best profiles.
Another crucial detail: while my SIM card provides a generous 8 GB data allowance, my phone and SMS credits expire after three days. Consequently, I am unable to contact experts via SMS. If someone ceases using WhatsApp, the contact becomes inactive. As you know, the rest of the story unfolds with WhatsApp missing, Twitter account suspended, no response, errors in targeting, experts absent due to 'expos' (ie ladyboys on tour), and inflated prices. Consequently, I had only a few opportunities after reaching out to those rated 4 stars or higher on my list, as well as one-third of the 3-star experts. The highest price quoted was Rp 3 million (about 6,800 THB).

LALA

I had initially ruled out this 4-star-rated ladyboy, finding her exceptionally cute. In the midst of negotiations, Lala initially quoted Rp 1 million (2200 THB) for her services. Concurrently, I was in contact with another waria who quoted a whopping $400 (14,070 THB - LOL). The latter ladyboy mentioned that she no longer bargained but could arrange for a friend to provide services at Rp 1 million. Given this offer, I proposed to Lala to lower her price to 800 K. She agreed, provided I was willing to visit her location. Thus, I went there.

Detailing the journey would require an entire post—finding a bus at night, attempting to pay with electronic money, encountering issues, a kind lady covering my bus fare, and my insistence for her to accept my money (22 euros or dollars cent). Subsequently, I strolled through a neighborhood of old houses to reach an old, dilapidated building. It took me a few minutes to discern that the entrance was at the rear of the car parking lot, and there I was.

 

I should have been suspicious when I noticed she was hiding behind the door. It's an old trick used by Latinas who steals pj=otos to use them in their adds. The above pics might still be Lala's pics, but if so, this is Lala at least 10 years ago. However, I decided to stay and keep on. Perhaps I would find her loveier after a few minutes. 
She offered me to have shower, her apartment was a dump, but I decided to play the game, then tell her afterwards what I wouldn't enjoy. I also fear her to snatch my wallet. She then made me wait while havi,ng her shower, then smoked another cigarette and came with me in her room. 

She performed a good BJ, hot and smooth. Then she seemed to be tired and asked once if I felt like fucking her right away. I asked her to suck me more and tried to take off her bodysuit but she refused. She also refused DFK, but her BBBJ was really pleasant. Then, I fucked her, not that I felt too much excited, but I almost felt sorry for this old sissy unable to purchase hormones nor make up, pretending to be a model (probably selling in a small shop in streets) and trying to sell charms that she no longer had. Her body felt hard and her ass tiny. So she seemed not to have much experience of sex. However, I rewarded her with a big cuimload on her belly, then started a social time. I eventually asked her to make a photo, holding my phone with the LBR logo. Regretfull, as the photo was shot in the dark, the logo appears too dazzling despite my attempts at photo shopping. 

 

 

I decided not to criticize her. I wanted no conflict given the stress I had on Monday. I chose not to criticize her, avoiding any conflict, particularly after the stress I experienced on Monday. At the very least, I contributed to supporting an elderly waria in her challenging circumstances. 
I also take pride in the following achievement: I successfully arranged a date with ladyboy on my very first evening, having arrived in the city in the afternoon.

My trek back to the hotel is a tale in itself. I might share the details later. In summary, to preserve my phone's battery, I refrained from using Google Maps, only to check my position after 45 minutes and discover I had been walking in the wrong direction.

I feel sad that nobody answered my question for a poll/game : how do you guys see or imagine Jakarta looks like ? 

Please keep online. My next post will deal with an amazing review. 

[Pdoggg]

2 hours ago, Pulci Gorgon said:

how do you guys see or imagine Jakarta

Has probably changed over the years with new skyscrapers but crowded and dirty.

[Pulci Gorgon]

Here is the amazing review : 2 days ago, I went to a brothel, yes, a brothel, a dollhouse, a whore house, whatever. 

I had decided to take it easy with ladyboys after my date with Lala and to stroll out in the streets of Jakarta. I didn't want to repeat the same game as last year's in Vietnam, given my limited understanding of the country and the mentality of warias. So, I slept in, enjoyed a hearty breakfast, visited the National Monument, and later headed to a nearby train station with a mall. There, I had a satisfying lunch and engaged in a conversation with a local young man, an engineer at a Japanese multinational company. Feeling adventurous, I contemplated heading to Chinatown, but I got a bit off course. Instead, I decided to divert and explore an address in the vicinity of my current location.

 

 

I stumbled upon a hotel that seemed deserted, yet heavily guarded, as if it were a 5-star establishment. Determined, I insisted on entering to explore and locate the club. Eventually, they allowed me in. I discovered an empty mall with a quiet small restaurant on the ground level, along with a club that echoed with a disco-like ambiance. As I ventured to the first and second floors, I found all shops closed on the first level, and another club on the second floor. I imagined all the shops to be bars and it could have been a place alike Nana Plaza. I was informed that the clubs would open late, and someone explained to me that I could come in and then pay for ladies. So I decided to come back later.

 

 

I returned later in the evening and received an explanation of the rules. The minimum charge was Rp 30,000, and I was provided with a bracelet. girls were categorized with prices ranging from Rp 365,000 to Rp 600,000. After being given a bracelet with a number, I gained entry.

Initially, I encountered a traditional disco setup with a mediocre band performing some 1970s music. I began observing the girls; many were seated at the back of the room in a small amphitheater, patiently waiting to be called. I also noticed older ladies (madams or mamasans) playing with laser beam pens. They would select and guide 10 to 15 girls to tables where patrons had already consumed numerous bottles. The patrons would then decide whether to engage with a girl  or allow them to return to their seat.
I remained seated, observing the scene, and attempted to order a drink, but my efforts went unnoticed. When a saleswoman asked me to vacate the table, I relocated to a seat near the advisors, only to realize that the protocol was to wait for a saleswoman to initiate or arrange a meeting.
Eventually, I managed to get a drink, but after a while, I decided to leave the establishment. Upon requesting the bill, I was directed to follow the procedure, which involved going to the cashier to settle the payment. In return, I received a large plastic plaque, serving as my clearance to exit.
Outside, the staff member who handed me the "clearance" asked about my experience. I expressed my dissatisfaction, highlighting the observation that many patrons remained sitting alone while girls engaged in conversations with one another in their amphitheater. He kindly suggested I explore level 2, emphasizing that all girls had a standard price of Rp 365,000.

 

In Terminal 2, the security guard declined to search me and allowed immediate entry. A lady handed me a bracelet, and there I was inside. I sensed someone grabbing my arms. A madam, approximately my age, held the arm of a young girl. She pointed out that the girl had been there for two days, presenting it as an opportunity. I declined. The girl looked like a slave brought to the the slave market for the first time. Perhaps I lost an opportunity to shag a virgin. Searching for a seat, I ordered a drink to observe the surroundings. I witnessed mamasans linking arms with men, guiding them toward girls or vice versa. Once I had my drink, the mamasan returned and insisted I choose a girl. I requested one who spoke English. She returned with a pretty girl, presumably from Lampung but reluctant to discuss it. She declined a drink and remained silent despite my attempts at conversation. When the mamasan returned with a small order book, I declined, stating that the girl did not wish to engage in conversation and appeared reserved or shy. In response, the girl was instructed to leave the table. She screamed but  departed at onceto rejoin her friends.
The mamasan then commented, 'I think I know what you like.' She returned with a stunner who enjoyed speaking and dancing. We engaged in a brief chat. She hails from Bandung, is half my age, and has two children. She, too, declined a drink, and we continued our conversation. When the mamasan returned, she filled out an order, had me sign, and charged Rp 365,000 (paid upfront). My new companion, Dira, then asked me to follow her to a room with a pool, where we found a door and a long corridor leading to an elevator. We eventually arrived in the hotel rooms 2 levels higher. 
I hadn’t shagged a girl since 2018 in Hanoi and 2013 in Bangkok. I was happy to spend a ST with this stunner who was also an expert for sex and fun. Before we left the bar, I had told her, « I wanna play barbie doll » As she changed for a dog*gy, the music in the room was a barbie song. Dira was singing « I’m a Barbie girl in a Barbie world … « « «  while I was shagging her. I then sang  with the music « come on Barbie, let’s go party ». 
The level of professionalism in the room was comparable to the one in Spanish clubs in the years 2000’s. As I was finishing dressing up, the phone rang. A room mamasan was looking after time. Dira became unpleasant when it’s been time for a tip. I gave her 25 % of the price, she first complained that was not enough, but I still needed money to pay my clearance before leaving and she had noticed I had just a 50K bill left. 

 

My bracelet on the second night. On the previous night I had #1818 and was told that was alucky number. 

 

A lonely Chinese unable to approach a girl with a waitress or a mamasan calling someone (probably using her laser beam pen).  On the right : a lonely guy and lonely girls. Mamasans will come soon and introduce them to one another. 

 

My 2 nights' love Dira from Bandung. Half my age, half my weight but great talent. Down to one eighth of the price of ladyboys. I remember I had started with shemales and ladyboys since I enjoyed "fresh meat" abnd lower prices. But, if I keep on opportunities like this, I am likely to lineup to the original team years after I had switched back to the other team. (Shud up Snoop Dawg, she's not a granny  ). 

When I had the information about the place, the Japanese guy had explained there was a space for « men », or warias or gays in the middle but I saw nothing. "As the mamasan in Terminal 2 was approachable, I inquired whether there were any ladyboys in the club, but she responded in the negative. 
I revisited the place last night. Despite the prohibition on taking photos, I attempted to discreetly capture a few shots. I was happy to find Dira again since she outshines her work mates IMHO. 

[Pulci Gorgon]

Taman Lawang

It's a small park nestled at the crossroads of two streets in an affluent residential enclave. One of the streets is adorned with a  green belt, demarcating it from a third avenue. I had kept no record of the place although I had watched a couple of videos including one of a lady interviewing warias. As I din't want to push to the club, I decided to go and have a look at the place over there. Although I had neither  link in Google maps nor street names, I located a position, took a bus and went there without being sure that was the right street. I had just studied maps a long time ago and had thought of the possibility to b4ook an hotel. 

As I was approaching the area, I saw a big booty walking along the street about 100 m away from me. This remonded the time I was catching Latinas in a forest and I became excoted. 
Going closer, I could see the full figured beauty and saw easily she was a tranny. She proposed to suck me for Rp 300,000 or fuck her for Rp 500,000 hidden in the park behind nothing. Then I kept on walking and saw a second waria. She could have looked good but her oblong face appeared distorted, resembling the melted and stretched features of a plastic doll's head. Then another one looked cool. She looked more like a drag queen than a transsexual. She looked tall and athletic too. 
In the park itself, I saw another too strong crossdressers. As I tried to make a photo, a third one came to me and asked me to perform sex touching my cock in my throusers. Ugly. 

I checked a couple other parks in the vicinity and came back to the area before making my way /back to catch the bus. Amazingly, I saw the ugly ones had customers, mainly guys coming with cars with dark windows. 

I saw 6 warias total, none of them was passable. I don't think it's worth going back there. 

Here are a couple of videos found in YouTube tonight. 

 

 

 

[Pulci Gorgon]

I opted not to revisit the dollhouse as I considered Tira to be the prettiest and nicest there. However, I had noticed a decline in her enthusiasm during my second visit. To avoid potential disappointment on a third visit, I decided to explore Taman Lawang.
Moreover, I saw it as a missed opportunity not to utilize the list of ladyboys I had compiled. Since I had only contacted one-third of the 3-star rated warias, I initiated a 'mass messaging' campaign to reach out to all of them. This endeavor confirmed a trend I had observed with other Jakarta ladyboys. Some Twitter accounts had been deleted, and others displayed a WhatsApp number, but the warias no longer had either WhatsApp or a phone number available.
The majority of them quoted very high prices, ranging from Rp 2 million (over $4,500) to Rp 3 million (THB 6,800), or even $150, $200, and in some cases, Rp 5 million—yes, more than $300 !

I successfully negotiated a price with one of them at 800K to secure a favorable deal. To make this happen, she agreed to come to my hotel. However, she later canceled, as I had just postponed a date with another one to the next day.. Subsequently, I reached out to the second waria, named Bunga, to arrange an evening meeting. Although she agreed to a price of 700K, she needed time to prepare and kept me waiting for an address.
While waiting, I took a bus heading to Kuningan (South Jakarta), as Bunga had mentioned that her room was located in Kuningham. During this time, I received additional messages from two other warias. One of them initiated a crisis of paranoia, complaining about wanting me to send her money. Simultaneously, the other engaged in a chat as I mistakenly sent him a message intended for Bunga. Amidst all this, I had received only one message from Bunga: 'wait'.
As I reached Kuningham (a district in South Jakarta), Bunga finally informed me that she was busy. In response, I began to argue, and she provided nonsensical excuses. Suspicious, I checked her Twitter account and observed in a video that she resembled one of the experts from Taman Lawang, with the video background clearly matching Taman Lawang. Despite being slowed down by a sudden thundershower, I made my way to Taman Lawang.
Upon my arrival at Taman Lawang, Bunga messaged me, claiming she was heading back home. I confronted her, stating that I knew she wasn't busy with a friend but had been at Taman Lawang instead. Deciding not to give her another chance, I boarded a bus back to my hotel.
During the bus ride, I found myself entangled in arguments with Bunga and another warias. Opting to sleep on it, I blocked all four of them the next morning.

 

Bunga's video 

 

 

On the following day, I discovered a few more contacts, one of whom offered a reasonable price (around 600K, if I recall correctly). I found free transportation to her location (yes, one can travel for free in Jakarta without walking) and headed there. However, she appeared to be in a hurry, and despite agreeing to meet at 2 PM, she messaged me upon my arrival in her West Jakarta street, stating she had to cancel the date. Instead, she proposed that I meet one of her friends and sent a photo upon my request. After seeing the picture, I declined the offer, but she suggested another meeting at 5 PM in my hotel. I asked her to come to a nearby hotel of mine.  (she never came, postponed again, and I never heard from her again).

Meanwhile, another ladyboy proposed a meeting in the northeast of Jakarta City. This person initially bargained at 3 million, then reduced the price to 1 million, eventually accepting 600K. However, her acceptance of the final price seemed ambiguous. I expressed my weariness of running from one place to another after warias who canceled at the last minute, and I decided to stop.
I experimented with different types of contacts, including hijab crossdressers and a couple of 'Chinese' ladyboys, all rated 2 or less on my list (perhaps too harshly). Unfortunately, the same tricky games started again. Fearing exhaustion from the search for genuine contacts, I took a stroll around Monas (the National Monument).
I pondered the strange behavior of warias accepting a date and then canceling, but found no answers. I couldn't comprehend why the first one declined; perhaps Bunga preferred freelancing in the street to attending our scheduled date. Then, I questioned the motivations of the others. Was it some form of revenge after bargaining for a reasonable price ? I contemplated the possibility of hidden jokers on the other side of the phone —maybe police officers creating fake accounts or just teenagers. However, I chose to stop wondering and decided not to entertain such thoughts further to avoid becoming paranoid.

 

 

Conclusion: While many ladyboys appear to reside in Jakarta, I encountered a few on Twitter, the city's vast expanse, which seemed even larger than Bangkok to me  means their 'density' is not particularly high. In the past, there were numerous ladyboys in the streets of the  city, but poloice crackdowns have kept them away from the streets. There might be more areas like Taman Lawang, but I am unfamiliar with them. I read about police crackdowns in West Jakarta at night last year, but don't really know where and how.
The most paradoxical aspect for me is the existence of this club that was documented by a Japanese YouTuber. While we often discuss fees in the millions with ghost warias, one can find fresh girls at reasonable prices (around Rp 365,000, equivalent to THB 835). It's the first time I've encountered a scene where ladyboys are more expensive (far more expensive) than GGs. I can't explain why, lacking perspective on the situation.
Is it worth mongering in Jakarta? Definitely NO. Not for ladyboys, and not for GGs either. However, the city is worth visiting at least once in a lifetime, and if you still enjoy GGs, paying a visit to this club might be an option.

Post written in the old terminal at Soekarno-Hatta airport this morning (5th December) and posted in the next night. 

 

 

[Dan Miller]

On 12/1/2023 at 4:44 PM, Pulci Gorgon said:

I feel sad that nobody answered my question for a poll/game : how do you guys see or imagine Jakarta looks like ? 

Very sorry PG, but sometimes LBR can't be prioritized. Nevertheless, I can comment on your TR.

First of all, big compliment on the effort you put into it! I really enjoyed the read about the positive, as well the negative experiences. Indonesia for sure is an interesting country. The observation of warias only available in Jakarta is definitely incorrect. I stayed in Indonesia quite long, between 4 and 6 years ago. A few months in Jakarta, some holidays in Bali and about half a year in mid-Java, Yogyakarta/Salatiga/Semarang area.

For those in the same area, I advise to skip Salatiga because there is like absolutely nothing happening. Yogyakarta is a nice city, great food, bars and nightlife. Especially in Bossche disco, I had a lot of fun. Steep prices for Indonesia, but all worth it. No ladyboys, but a true paradise for GG's, didn't spend on night alone in this city 

 

Semarang (which like Yogya and Jakarta) has also an airport) is a smaller city at the north coast of Java. Believe it or not, but mongering here is very wel possible. Incall or outcall, you name it and it's possible. Can't recall which apps I used at that time (OKCupid, Tinder?), but plenty of choice. Like PG, I also was looking for a girl in hijab, which I found in Semarang. Here name is Mey, and I'm more or less still in touch with her. She's still in the P4P business. Unfortunately I didn't make any photos in the room, so I will add some she sent me (btw. photos don't do her justice)!

I'm sorry to hear you skipped out on Pekanbaru, because a gorgeous ladyboy I know since 2016 lives there. I took her for a 5-day holiday to Langkawi (when I had to do a visa run out of Indonesia). Absolutely stunning girl, working as hairdresser, cook, DJ and sometimes does some modelling too. I paid for her travel and local expenses, besides that, no money involved. She claims to have many lb friends over there. Here some photos she shared of her modeling sessions:

 

 

Finally, to answer your question: Jakarta can be compared to Bangkok. Downtown is a touristic centre (smaller than Sukhumvit though) with business district. Many places to have dinner or a drink, where prices are substantial higer. Athmosphere is friendly and good. For LB mongering Jakarta isn't the best place. Like also in Yogya, I settled for GGs. Outside of the city centre, the city is much less cultivated. Warungs everywhere (small stalls selling streetfood) and you won't see glitter and glamour like downtown. Like in BKK, most taxi drivers try to rip you off. Unlike BKK (where the BTS is a blessing) in JKT you still have to rely on taxis/motorbikes. Also Jakarta is developing a kind of BTS, but wasn't operational yet a few years ago. Until this is finalized, there is one traffic jam per day in this city, lasting 24 hours/day. Shops are mostly gathered in huge malls, where also a lot of food courts and restaurants are established. In the Kemang area, you'll find some streets with quite some bars gathered, where a pleasant mix of locals and expats go out for a drink. My all time favorite, the Eastern Promise, with a restaurant, a sports bar, an Irish pub and a covered garden with live music all in the same place. Big big fun!

 

 

[Pulci Gorgon]

@Dan Miller Thanks for your post anyway, but I'm afraid your post came too late. I embarked on a flight to Batam yesterday and could see a shadow on the horizon before landing likely revealing the presence of Singapore. 

I had made the decision to skip Pekanbaru that looked like a sh..hole in the jungle. That wouldn't be possible to decide to stop there without your information. I used this time to have rest and spend more time with Hyuna in Medan. 

 

I don't share your opinion about Jakarta either. I will post about Jakarta later. I always avoided taxi drivers, tuk-tuk drivers, Grab and Go-jek drivers. I have seen someting that could be the future skytrain but it's not in service now. However, bus services are performant at night before they close. A bus fare costs only Rp 3,500 (0.20 €) and buses are fast. You can also use trains. I haven't really found something that could be "the main station" but several stations. The train network can be used inside Jakarta.  The only issue with trains and bus is that they accept no cash. I needed to use an electronic money card that I had to top up to keep a positive credit. I was sold one for train only when coming from Cilegon but couldn't find one for buses. A lady gently gave me one of her cards. This is not the land of smaile but people can1 be very helpful, controlers and guards (in transportation network arevery friendly and behave positively to solve issues.  I also found out that van lines can be used for free (Jak01, Jak08, Jak13 ...) . 

I could have pushed to Bandung and Yogyakarta that were on my list as an "open to do list" but I was tired with traveling after my long trip in a bus in Sumatra. At that time I realized I don't have so much energy to travel and decided to restrict my moves. 3 days later, I had my story with my father that confirmed I shouldn't push that much. 
As my hotel was already booked in Jakarta, I was told that pushing to Bandung (by train from Gambir station) took only 2 hours and half. But WTF ? A few of Bandung ladyboys come from Jakarta. If they take time and invest money to travel, they probably expect customers paying high prices. 

I'm in Batam now and standard price seems to be Rp 2 million (THB 4,500), what is the price I used to pay  in Switzerland dwhen the CHF had a lower value compared to Euro.  It's still a little bit too early to draw conclusions but facts seem to speak for themselves.