I took a 2 week vacation in Rome without strippers. When I mentioned my plans, several dancers said they would like to go with me, but I did not seriously consider them. I might have taken my CF with me but she had family issues that prevented her from going. It was just as well. Two weeks in the close confines of a hotel room with a stripper would probably have turned me murderous--or gay.
Rome does not seem to have any good strip clubs. On-line searches told me that Rome clubs are clip joints designed to rip off tourists. I was not even tempted to visit them.
Without the delights or encumbrances of strippers, I got my fill of ancient ruins like the Coliseum, the Palatine Hill and the Roman forums. I spent a lot of time in the Capitoline Museum and the Etruscan Museum. I visited the Vatican Museums and the the Sistine Chapel and St Peter's Basilica.
My dancer friends would have enjoyed Rome's food and beautiful weather and major tourist sights. But I think they would have become bored with my focus on ancient history. (If it's old and falling to pieces, I love to look at it.) And strippers would have wanted to go shopping in the expensive stores lining the Via del Condotti, not far from my hotel.
Traveling alone, I only had to pay for my own food and activities and a few souvenirs. Since I saw no strippers for 2 weeks, I saved a ton of money. The trip practically paid for itself.
But now I'm back and ready to re-connect with my stripper friends. Perhaps the culture I absorbed with help me get into their pants.


jack,
"If it's old and falling to pieces, I love to look at it." I hope you aren't talking about dancers. :)