4 days in Jakarta.
So, I'm currently in Thailand, and have pretty much nothing to do tonight as I took antibiotics today. I though I'd write up my 4 nights there for your information and something of a cautionary warning.
I arrive In Jakarta at 4pm on Wednesday, which is 4 hours behind my timezone so I'm a little jet-lagged. The traffic from the airport is moderate by Jakarta standards and takes a about 1.5 hours to Senayan.
After checking in and chilling for an hour I go through my location spoofed Tinder matches and follow up on a couple. As someone mentioned on a previous Jakarta thread you will be overwhelmed with the number of matches and messages and it will start to annoy you, I decide to just head out and do things old school style as Wednesday is ladies night in Jakarta.
First stop is X2 at around 11pm, it's dead, maybe twenty people and stays the same for around half an hour. Ditch and get a cab to dragonfly, it's better, around 2 thirds full and mostly girls. I post up at the bar and straight away a guy starts chatting to me and then buys me a beer and a tequila without me asking.... I accept so as not to appear rude and small talk with him for five, he's Indonesian, and I notice he's wearing a v neck T so ludicrously deep that he must be gay. I try and buy him a beer back but he pays for that as well when I'm distracted and drasgs me over to his table to meet his friends, 2 guys and 3 girls, 2 of whom are hot. I start chatting to one of them and ask if her friends gay, she says yes, and you too? Ok... Nope, I'm just wearing a blazer and a pocket square so maybe you should let your friend know.
She talks to him and he looks disappointed but shakes my hand. Fair enough, could have been worse.
I politely leave their table having already consumed a large vodka from their bottle and head to the bar area again. There's a few hotties around but I get a whore vibe from a lot of them, it's difficult to tell here sometimes.
After a few chats and ten minutes a cute looking one opens me on the pocket square, quite a stunner if a little older and dressed well. After a couple mins a girl accidentally spills a drink on her shoe and she nearly has a fight with guy she's with. Her Indonesian guy friend steps in and says something to them and they basically run away to bar and buy as all drinks then slink off. Interesting.
We grab a table with a couch and hit some tequilas, turns out she's from LA and is half indo half Afghani, she's here on vacation and to visit her brother in prison. Mmm hmmm, seems like I've found trouble again.
Can't remember when we left but her friend drove us to her hotel, which was some really pimping $600 a night suite. I thought my hotel was not bad but was actually a little jealous seeing that.
The friend sticks around for an hour but doesn't attempt to cock block and leaves of his own accord, presumably when he was satisfied I'm not a rapist.
No bang that night as I wasn't packing one in the wallet but ended up leaving around 10am feeling pretty faded.
Day 2
Jet lag and hangover has hit me pretty badly. Get up late and go to gym then Los Angeles calls me about 4pm.shes shopping with her brother and wants to come over later. Still keen to close this one so agree and she turns up about 930. As we're waiting for elevator in my hotel she runs into about she 'used to date'. Lol. The first thing out of her mouth is 'were not having sex, I just want to cuddle and talk, I hate sleeping alone' rightio love.... I go down to resto below the hotel and get 4 bintangs to ease the pain. She complains the hotel is too small, then asks for a T shirt to wear and knocks back a xanax with her beer. Jesus Christ.
She passes out them wakes up and wants to bang. I listen to her life story for an hour afterwards before falling asleep. Suffice to say this girl has issues and is a classic case of the damaged beauty, complete with a beta ex husband waiting for her in Los Angeles amongst other things. I feel a bit bad but they're separated anyway and if it wasn't me it would be someone else. Didn't find out til after anyway.
Spend the next day banging more and have lunch then she heads off to Bali, no doubt for the next round of dick.
Day 3
Wake up feeling refreshed as i did half a xanax too. Go to gym and procrastinate for the rest of the day. It's pissing with rain most of the afternoon and previous Jakarta trips have taught me there's not really much to do except shop in the daytime here. Drink at the hotel until 10 and planning to go to potato head, a one hour plus taxi line outside my hotel changes my plans and decide to give x2 another shot.
End up meeting another forum member there and we split a bottle with another guy. I try for the hottest girl in the entire club and seem to be going ok for twenty minutes but can't close and end up leaving with a girl who's friend invited me to her table towards the end of the night, she won't come with me to the hotel though so I leave her in a cab and walk the rest of the way back.
Day 4
Fatigue has started to set I'm, I consider staying in as I'm flying the next day and start lining up a few tinders. One looks great but doesn't drink and wants to meet in pizza hut.... I can't be bothered and after a few beers decide to push through and head out again. Being incredibly lazy I head to x2 again as it's a walk away and had some talent the night before. It's relatively dead when I turn up but picks up around 1130 when the for member I met the night before also turns up after trying dragonfly.
We split a bottle again between us which in retrospect was a terrible idea after several beers and 3 tequilas. The rest of the night is a blur, hitting on several groups and ending up with a girl towards the end of the night.
I wake up with the girl poking me at about 930 asking me for money, I have a banging headache and I'm naked, a quick scan of the room reveals no used condom wrappers, my heart sinks.
I take the girl down just to get rid of her and give her $50 or something, in my eagerness to throw it at her and tell her to fuck off I leave my atm card in the machine.
Dazed and confused I go to get coffee and smoke about 18 cigs trying to piece the night together. I tell myself to calm down. I go back to the atm when I realise my cards missing but it's already gone so I go back up to the hotel and search around in the vain hope of finding a used condom.
Needless to say I don't and a quick count up confirms the same.
On the way to airport Los Angeles calls me and invites me to Bali to party for 2 days, I'm just trying to hold it together to get on the flight to Bangkok but a friendly voice was quite good to hear.
I hang around in the airport for what seems like forever and eventually get on after a delay and we're in the air.
Flying always makes me think strange thoughts and in my hungover and anxious start I almost have a minor panic attack. It's a 3 hour flight and at about 2.40 into it I need to piss. As I look down at my Johnson after I'm dismayed but not shocked to see a 1cm reddish brown spot on my foreskin. I stumble back to my seat, take some deep breaths and remind myself to get a grip.
After landing I've pre ordered a taxi which turms up on time and eventually get to my apartment in Sukhumvit. I realise later I gave the taxi driver the equivalent of $300 instead of $30 as I was still thinking in fucking Indonesian Rupiah.
I curse what gods I can remember and them remind myself I'm an atheist. I cancel my atm card and confirm no fraud occurred which is something I guess.
I avoid inspecting my dick for the rest of the night and tell myself there's nothing to be gained by googling STD symptoms at midnight and eventually fall into a fitful sleep.
I wake up feeling slightly better and confirm it doesn't appear to look any worse than it did the night before.
After an hours googling I grab 1g of azithromycin and a pack of Aldara from the pharmacy to pre emptively zap any chlamydia or gonorrhea and take a gamble it might be genital warts.
Got a drs appointment tomorrow to take a look just In case. I'm hoping this won't ruin the rest of my month long trip.
Be careful out there guys, alcohol is a dangerous drug.
So, I'm currently in Thailand, and have pretty much nothing to do tonight as I took antibiotics today. I though I'd write up my 4 nights there for your information and something of a cautionary warning.
I arrive In Jakarta at 4pm on Wednesday, which is 4 hours behind my timezone so I'm a little jet-lagged. The traffic from the airport is moderate by Jakarta standards and takes a about 1.5 hours to Senayan.
After checking in and chilling for an hour I go through my location spoofed Tinder matches and follow up on a couple. As someone mentioned on a previous Jakarta thread you will be overwhelmed with the number of matches and messages and it will start to annoy you, I decide to just head out and do things old school style as Wednesday is ladies night in Jakarta.
First stop is X2 at around 11pm, it's dead, maybe twenty people and stays the same for around half an hour. Ditch and get a cab to dragonfly, it's better, around 2 thirds full and mostly girls. I post up at the bar and straight away a guy starts chatting to me and then buys me a beer and a tequila without me asking.... I accept so as not to appear rude and small talk with him for five, he's Indonesian, and I notice he's wearing a v neck T so ludicrously deep that he must be gay. I try and buy him a beer back but he pays for that as well when I'm distracted and drasgs me over to his table to meet his friends, 2 guys and 3 girls, 2 of whom are hot. I start chatting to one of them and ask if her friends gay, she says yes, and you too? Ok... Nope, I'm just wearing a blazer and a pocket square so maybe you should let your friend know.
She talks to him and he looks disappointed but shakes my hand. Fair enough, could have been worse.
I politely leave their table having already consumed a large vodka from their bottle and head to the bar area again. There's a few hotties around but I get a whore vibe from a lot of them, it's difficult to tell here sometimes.
After a few chats and ten minutes a cute looking one opens me on the pocket square, quite a stunner if a little older and dressed well. After a couple mins a girl accidentally spills a drink on her shoe and she nearly has a fight with guy she's with. Her Indonesian guy friend steps in and says something to them and they basically run away to bar and buy as all drinks then slink off. Interesting.
We grab a table with a couch and hit some tequilas, turns out she's from LA and is half indo half Afghani, she's here on vacation and to visit her brother in prison. Mmm hmmm, seems like I've found trouble again.
Can't remember when we left but her friend drove us to her hotel, which was some really pimping $600 a night suite. I thought my hotel was not bad but was actually a little jealous seeing that.
The friend sticks around for an hour but doesn't attempt to cock block and leaves of his own accord, presumably when he was satisfied I'm not a rapist.
No bang that night as I wasn't packing one in the wallet but ended up leaving around 10am feeling pretty faded.
Day 2
Jet lag and hangover has hit me pretty badly. Get up late and go to gym then Los Angeles calls me about 4pm.shes shopping with her brother and wants to come over later. Still keen to close this one so agree and she turns up about 930. As we're waiting for elevator in my hotel she runs into about she 'used to date'. Lol. The first thing out of her mouth is 'were not having sex, I just want to cuddle and talk, I hate sleeping alone' rightio love.... I go down to resto below the hotel and get 4 bintangs to ease the pain. She complains the hotel is too small, then asks for a T shirt to wear and knocks back a xanax with her beer. Jesus Christ.
She passes out them wakes up and wants to bang. I listen to her life story for an hour afterwards before falling asleep. Suffice to say this girl has issues and is a classic case of the damaged beauty, complete with a beta ex husband waiting for her in Los Angeles amongst other things. I feel a bit bad but they're separated anyway and if it wasn't me it would be someone else. Didn't find out til after anyway.
Spend the next day banging more and have lunch then she heads off to Bali, no doubt for the next round of dick.
Day 3
Wake up feeling refreshed as i did half a xanax too. Go to gym and procrastinate for the rest of the day. It's pissing with rain most of the afternoon and previous Jakarta trips have taught me there's not really much to do except shop in the daytime here. Drink at the hotel until 10 and planning to go to potato head, a one hour plus taxi line outside my hotel changes my plans and decide to give x2 another shot.
End up meeting another forum member there and we split a bottle with another guy. I try for the hottest girl in the entire club and seem to be going ok for twenty minutes but can't close and end up leaving with a girl who's friend invited me to her table towards the end of the night, she won't come with me to the hotel though so I leave her in a cab and walk the rest of the way back.
Day 4
Fatigue has started to set I'm, I consider staying in as I'm flying the next day and start lining up a few tinders. One looks great but doesn't drink and wants to meet in pizza hut.... I can't be bothered and after a few beers decide to push through and head out again. Being incredibly lazy I head to x2 again as it's a walk away and had some talent the night before. It's relatively dead when I turn up but picks up around 1130 when the for member I met the night before also turns up after trying dragonfly.
We split a bottle again between us which in retrospect was a terrible idea after several beers and 3 tequilas. The rest of the night is a blur, hitting on several groups and ending up with a girl towards the end of the night.
I wake up with the girl poking me at about 930 asking me for money, I have a banging headache and I'm naked, a quick scan of the room reveals no used condom wrappers, my heart sinks.
I take the girl down just to get rid of her and give her $50 or something, in my eagerness to throw it at her and tell her to fuck off I leave my atm card in the machine.
Dazed and confused I go to get coffee and smoke about 18 cigs trying to piece the night together. I tell myself to calm down. I go back to the atm when I realise my cards missing but it's already gone so I go back up to the hotel and search around in the vain hope of finding a used condom.
Needless to say I don't and a quick count up confirms the same.
On the way to airport Los Angeles calls me and invites me to Bali to party for 2 days, I'm just trying to hold it together to get on the flight to Bangkok but a friendly voice was quite good to hear.
I hang around in the airport for what seems like forever and eventually get on after a delay and we're in the air.
Flying always makes me think strange thoughts and in my hungover and anxious start I almost have a minor panic attack. It's a 3 hour flight and at about 2.40 into it I need to piss. As I look down at my Johnson after I'm dismayed but not shocked to see a 1cm reddish brown spot on my foreskin. I stumble back to my seat, take some deep breaths and remind myself to get a grip.
After landing I've pre ordered a taxi which turms up on time and eventually get to my apartment in Sukhumvit. I realise later I gave the taxi driver the equivalent of $300 instead of $30 as I was still thinking in fucking Indonesian Rupiah.
I curse what gods I can remember and them remind myself I'm an atheist. I cancel my atm card and confirm no fraud occurred which is something I guess.
I avoid inspecting my dick for the rest of the night and tell myself there's nothing to be gained by googling STD symptoms at midnight and eventually fall into a fitful sleep.
I wake up feeling slightly better and confirm it doesn't appear to look any worse than it did the night before.
After an hours googling I grab 1g of azithromycin and a pack of Aldara from the pharmacy to pre emptively zap any chlamydia or gonorrhea and take a gamble it might be genital warts.
Got a drs appointment tomorrow to take a look just In case. I'm hoping this won't ruin the rest of my month long trip.
Be careful out there guys, alcohol is a dangerous drug.