Target-Rich Environment

Flew into San Diego from Dallas, took Uber ($33) down to the border, and walked across. This time I got a 180-day visa. Not sure it will do much to expedite things. Occasionally I have walked past the Mexican side with my short-term visa in hand and been waved through. However, the rules seem to change daily if not hourly. Cost was $30. I read on the forums that the cost is $22, but I imagine it is pesos against dollars. Walked to the Zona limo pickup point and was immediately whisked to Hotel Cascadas, no VIP card required.

Entered Chicago Club about 8:00 pm. (I didn’t want to go into HK or AB, as there are girls there that know me and I didn’t want to get locked into. And lately I have not had the best experience at AB.) I guess I look harmless, because there was no pat-down. There were about 24 girls and 10 mongers, so the odds were in my favor. They made some kind of announcement that I didn’t understand and a majority of the girls went up on the two front stages, about 8 girls on each stage. In CC the girls tend to range from 5-7. On weekdays it would be surprising to find an 8 or above. Not a big deal to me, as I prefer the GND and personality is key. When I want to be fucked good, I will look for a 9. When I want to be fucked well, I’ll go with a 6 or 7.

I expected the girls to be on the stages for a few songs, but I watched them for about 20 minutes, and they were still going. A cute little girl with curls in her hair showed some good energy and like she was having a good time. Most of the others were just swaying to the music. So I decide to show my interest by tipping the cutie a few dollars. She was on the second stage and I had to climb over some benches to get to where she was. (They had some kind of bondage bed in front of the stage to make it more difficult. She found my effort amusing.) Nobody else was tipping any of the girls. I wasn’t sure if the protocol allowed me to take a girl from the stage, so I did not press it. After an estimated 30 minutes, the girls left the stage and the cutie sat on a bar stool across the room. WTF? Had I not demonstrated my interest?