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Cambodian bars are not in the same league Patpong or Boyztown bars are but definitely these are not just bars.
At Space Hair staff is not supposed to leave premises before bar closes so in that sense they are definitely not available. But there's time before bar opens and after bar closes and with bit of charm, perhaps also discreet tip , who knows ? some of their guys may be spot on Grindr from time to time so obviously there's chance. On top of that at times former employees, no longer affiliated are visiting ostensibly to get a drink , which when funded by us may lead to desired outcome. And so do unaffiliated MB's who may be even more forthcoming about possible meeting . Bottom line is discretion and bit of persistence and one may get lucky.
in Siem Reap GOD and Barcode, possibly even third bar Rendezvous are keeping appearance of just bar , Barcode bar with the show , but not all patrons are spectators or drinkers. Some will be MB, one may recognize faces familiar from Grindr and even from Pattaya or Bangkok in the past. It's how I got my nights companion on the recently finished trip. One need to have eyes opened and be alert for possible signals , not necessarily even very subtle or rather less and less subtle as night progresses and closing nears.
Again , discretion and persistence , persistence and discretion may bear fruits.
What I noticed , since Space Hair is across the street from Queenwood Hotel and beside Sun and Moon Hotel, if one is staying in those , is lowering chances of hooking up , again discretion

Quick update...just been exploring Battambang city and getting acclimated to the environment here. We took a ride on the motorbike out into the countryside two days ago...got around 20 km out and then a downpour. Got absolutely soaked. Only had those flimsy plastic rain covers available from most roadside stands and not much else for protection. I guess I have been lucky, as this is the first time since I have been here that we got caught in a rainstorm while on the motorbike. Just reinforced my thoughts about purchasing a car once I am living here full time. Think I really prefer the protection it provides on several fronts. Needless to say, we never reached our destination and ended up returning to the Airbnb. We were headed to Snoueng to visit the 11th-century temple ruin Prasat Steung along the road from Battambang to Pailin. I think the next time we attempt this I will suggest we just hire taxi or car for the trip.
Meeting with a real estate agent tomorrow morning to investigate apartment options in the area. Hope we are successful in finding a place. If we can find something in a good area that we both like I am willing to go ahead and put a deposit down now to secure it. That will allow Cam to have access after I return to Denver. He might want to come and visit family or friends...or just simply need a break from his family during the construction project. I have already made it clear there are to be no guests other than family and definitely no parties. lol.
Need to give a brief update regarding my health...it seems I am going to need to cut my trip short by about one week. I knew this might happen, as did Cam. We have been very open about the situation. I am going to be having heart surgery December 1. They need to do some preliminary tests and other things in preparation for the surgery that requires me to be back a little earlier than I had planned...mainly because of the Thanksgiving holiday in US. This is something that needs to be taken care of before making the move to Cambodia, and the timing works out with Cam's construction schedule because the cardiologist estimates the recovery period to be approximately three months. Cam's estimate for construction is two months...lol...my estimate is three. I think it will end up being four based upon the experience with building the new fence.

This is great news. I specifically was following the phenomenon of "Hotties for Lula" (or "Gostosos pelo Lula") - that became a fixture of his campaign!!

I did that in Battambang!! It was super fun!

Same experience at MEN's over a few stays over the years - every massage is a hanky panky (a usual modest tip applies, they don't discuss it or demand it) but no more than that, i.e. no oral/anal. I recall for many years two of the masseurs were (are?) brothers - one is very straight, another is at least curious if not more (both are great in the massage room).

Same experience at MEN's over a few stays over the years - every massage is a hanky panky (a usual modest tip applies, they don't discuss it or demand it) but no more than that, i.e. no oral/anal. I recall for many years two of the masseurs were (are?) brothers - one is very straight, another is at least curious if not more (both are great in the massage room).

Same experience at MEN's over a few stays over the years - every massage is a hanky panky (a usual modest tip applies, they don't discuss it or demand it) but no more than that, i.e. no oral/anal. I recall for many years two of the masseurs were (are?) brothers - one is very straight, another is at least curious if not more (both are great in the massage room).

Over the years, I’ve stayed at MEN's a few times, and every massage there ended in "hanky-panky"—to be more specific: erotic touching and handjobs. It never went any further than that, though. This is in contrast to A&P, where, in fact, anything is possible with the (massage) staff.
I’ve had some very pleasant experiences at A&P; for instance, back in March of this year, when I arrived and was escorted to my room by one of the massage guys (who, it turns out, also double as bellboys). As soon as we entered the room, there was immediate cuddling, fondling, and kissing. Now that’s what I call a warm welcome!

Wallet, not age is the only important there, don't be fooled most of us have been going there since before you were born AND were your age 😆

I'd give him an A for effort and an A+ if he's good enough to get you to pay 🤷‍♂️

Thank goodness....

the rest of South America has been voting right wingers in...

Can't believe how divided, almost 50/50 so many countries are....

Peru and Colombia were won by the right with a tiny win.

Common theme on this board, but I'm sure you managed somehow 😉

None in Valencia. There's one cruising club/bar - Nunca Diga No - but it does not host any guest performers or anything.
To the previous poster, they are open year-round in Torremolinos and sometimes they have even bigger festivals/events off-season. Their social media would have all the details if they do.

I remember seeing people ask about Cairo here, and i’ve finally experienced it for the first time last week. So i thought i’d share my own experience.
For context, i was there for a few days (Saturday night until Wednesday morning) for work. I only had a few nights to explore outside of my scheduled meetings.
I saw somewhere a recommendation of a hammam where some guys were offered hand jobs or more. Since this place was only 20 minutes from my hotel, I went there twice (it also helps that massages are quite cheap in Cairo).
Wary that this is a sensitive topic in Egypt, i’m not going to post here the name of the place, but feel free to DM me if you are visiting soon.
The first time (Sunday night), i was assigned a hot masseur (bald but with facial hair, which i loved, and he looked super masculine), he was wearing a tshirt but i could tell he had a toned bidy, but not that tall (maybe 164cm). He massaged me quite well, and gave special attention to my glutes. I knew he was onto something because he would always ask, ‘Good massage??’ whenever he’d glide his hands through my butt crack. And every time, i’d let out a moan-ish ‘Yeah…’ so he knows i’m also up for it lol. When it was time to turn around, i noticed he kept looking at the print of my hard dick under the towel. When he would massage my upper thighs, he would lift the towel a bit more and glance at it, and would find a way for his arms (not his hands) to very teasingly brush against it. He moved above my head and started massaging my torso and, to my surprise, played with my nipples! At this point i had been giving soft moans to signal i was enjoying and that was more than willing to go wherr he wanted to take the massage lol. It was at this moment, when i was sooo turned on and bricked up, that he said ‘Give me good tip?’, to which i replied ‘For sure!’. He then reached for my dick (which was at this point already had so much pre cum lol), and jerked me off. He moved to my side to get closer to my dick, and jerked my off with one hand while the other played with my nipple. I kept looking at him and was letting out moans, but he took my hand and put it on my dick, kind of telling me to jerk off myself. I didn’t mind since i’m into nipple play and both his hands were playing with my nipples, while i jerked myself off until i came. He then made me take a shower in the en suite bathroom. I gave him a 400EGP tip in the end, and seemed happy to receive it. In total (including that tip), i spent 1200EGP which is like 20€ (talk about bang for your buck!).
The next night (Monday), i went to the same place and tried also getting a Turkish bath to see if there was anything happening in that area. Long story short — nothing happened. But still, it was quite hot to see locals in the steam bath, sauna, and pool. Some of them chatted me up, but i don’t think that kind of thing happens in that place. A twinky guy (who looked 17yo 😭) bathed me and scrubbed me down, but again, nothing happened.
When it was time for my massage, i was led to the massage rooms where a super hot and manly guy was waiting for me. I got super excited because he was very buff, tall, and handsome. Dark skinned, with nice face, and a very nice chunky body. He looked young, too. Unfortunately, though, while the massage was great, he did not show any signs that he wanted to offer a happy ending. I asked him in the end if he wanted a nice tip, but he said ‘Anything you give is enough.’ I tried to push a bit more by fixing my dick under the towel, but he would just look at me and said ‘I hope to see you again, Sir.’ I didn’t push it any further, and just thought the quality of the massage was still worth it. I gave him a 200EGP tip and he seemed happy too.
Also, funnily, i met the owner while waiting for my uber (lol) outside.
On my last night (Tuesday), i had contemplated if i wanted to go for a third time (in a row lol), but in the afternoon, a super hot 27yo athletic local hit me up on Grindr and wanted to meet at night. We ended up spending more than 3 hours together, so i wasn’t able to go anymore. Let me know if you want a rundown of what happened there.
Overall, despite pretty harsh laws and horror stories online, i still found my fair share of gay fun in Cairo. Everything is quite cheap, and the men are just hot. 100% would recommend and would come back.

Great report @Thefiloboy

I am currently in Egypt, and have just finished three lovely days in Cairo, so I hope it’s ok that I add my observations here instead of starting a new thread. My other destination in Egypt is the Siwa Oasis and with a population of just 25K, I don’t expect much to happen here in terms of gaying around.
Due to a delay, I arrived in Cairo well after midnight. Getting an Uber from the airport is easy and cheap so save yourself the hassle of haggling with any of the drivers that will approach you as you wait at the luggage belt and exit the terminal.
Based on previous posts here about Cairo, I had chosen to book the Marriott in Zamalek as it seems members have found it easy to have guests. I also received a helpful message from a forum member suggesting it could be quite cruisy at the hotel. I had no problems having guests and I actually did score a cruising related hook-up.
Grindr lit up as a Christmas tree as soon as I opened the app. I think as a foreigner I had several things working in my favor. Facepic and distance and to a lesser extent age visible on your settings set you out from most of the other profiles. But in particular, it is the probability that you may host that makes you popular with the local talent.
I received a lot of expiring pics of mostly cocks, bodies and sometimes faces, and it was a bit of a challenge keeping track of so many messages. My solution was to not engage with more than two or three at a time and delete messages or block profiles that I was not interested in pursuing and to only open the app when I had time to engage.
My efforts resulted in 4 hook ups. First was a late twenties semi-chubby young professional. We met for a bite to eat before getting an Uber back to the Marriott. He instructed me what to say in case his presence was questioned by security, but no-one batted an eye lid. Nice sex and pleasant pillow talk.
Second was a late thirties or early forties slim guy who, as it turned out, had actually come all the way from somewhere half way between Alexandria and Cairo just to see me. Before he came and before I knew how far he had come, I had declined his proposal of him spending the whole night, but I still felt a little bad sending him on his way in the middle of the night. The sex was not very interesting to me, neither was the conversation. I met him outside the main gate and he walked in with me.
Third was an early thirties guy who had a business somewhere in the neighborhood and was familiar enough with the Marriott to suggest we meet inside the hotel in the Garden Promenade Cafe. I think that is the least conspicuous way of meeting someone at the Marriott but guys unfamiliar with the place or 5 star hotels in general will probably prefer to walk in with you. Sex and conversation were both good.
Fourth was an early twenties slim guy. I was a little worried that someone so young would seem out of place to security, but again no issues. I met him outside the main gate. He didn’t speak much English, but the sex was very passionate. He was definitely the most memorable experience of the four.
The Marriott has two gates, so if you feel embarrassed walking in with a guy more than once a day, you can switch between gates, but really no one seems to mind. It seems the hotel exists outside the norms that govern Egyptian society. Besides my own escapades, I helped a couple of working ladies in the elevator accessing their desired floor with my key card and I also noticed a similar lady in the Lobby trying to make eye contact with me as I was killing time after check out.
Speaking of killing time after check out. That is when the successful cruising hook up took place. After spending time at the pool I used the spa facilities to freshen up. There is a jacuzzi, a sauna and a steam room besides the showers and the gym. I met a muscular guy a few years older than me. He looked at me and chatted with me, so I was pretty sure something would transpire if I followed him into the steam room. So that's what I did and we had some side fun. 
None of the hook ups were transactional. I did ask the youngest if he needed money for a taxi, but he declined. They were all tops as were probably 9 out of ten of guys I communicated with on Grindr. 
I may have a little extra to report from Cairo when I return there after Siwa.
Btw, hook ups or no hook ups, the Pyramids and the Grand Egyptian Museum are well worth a visit and I have also enjoyed the city in general.

Should've skipped the food 😆

Good report!

None in Valencia. There's one cruising club/bar - Nunca Diga No - but it does not host any guest performers or anything.
To the previous poster, they are open year-round in Torremolinos and sometimes they have even bigger festivals/events off-season. Their social media would have all the details if they do.

Thorough, pithy, no-drama survey of Siem Reap and Phnom Penh. Thanks, @Department_Of_Agriculture .

Without bothering with anything like an actual trip report, I will just share some snippets about Siem Reap and Phnom Penh from my time in those places over the last couple of weeks.

SIEM REAP
Bars
G*D (Gays on Display) no longer has go go boy shows. I have no idea when they stopped them but now it is drag, drag and more drag, which is a bloody drag. The only redeeming feature of this bar at the moment is the prominent FUCK ISRAEL graffiti on the ceiling. The bar was largely quiet during my time there. Not that I really care.
Barcode had sizeable crowds practically every night. Again, forget about the occasional boy shows that it used to have. It was drag, drag and yet more drag. Needless to say, I found it a fucking drag – but I’ll say it anyway because it deserves to be said. The highlight of these shows was when I said to one of the waiters, “too many ladyboys”. His sympathetic response? “Yes! No girls :(( ! “ That wasn’t entirely true, though. There were quite a few bloody fat girls in the bar on some nights – fag hags, the lot of them. Still, it’s a decent place to go, even if the crowd is shit. I have my favourite waiters there.
I didn’t bother with BBall and Rendezvous

Massages
The Sovan Man Massage which was a stone’s throw away from Rambutan closed down, seemingly somewhere in early or mid-August; and the shop is now for rent and they are no longer responding on Telegram. That’s a shame because it had some rather nice guys. That comes on the back of the Man 168 Massage closing more than a year ago, which I consider a real loss because it had precisely the kind of guys I like. Their Man 168 Facebook page has recently come back to life, but that is being operated by just one former worker, offering his own services. That leaves Sanmai Massage as the only full-on man for man massage shop in Siem Reap, as far as I am aware. Sanmai, however, is populated by gay masseurs in whom I have no interest.
The massage shops on 2 Thnou Street do have male masseurs, but they are usually hidden in a backroom somewhere, presumably to avoid scaring away the sort of regular customers that those shops attract. Ask, if you want a male masseur. What you may actually get really depends on the masseur, though - some will offer a little more, some won't. Don’t go with expectations of anything more than a massage and you won’t be disappointed. They are, after all, officially and largely, legitimate massage places.
Cham Nan Temple Massage: “I am an Izz-ray-lee and I am the worst!” the bloody disgusting old thing declared as I walked into the shop. “And right now I am enjoying with my new boy!” He had heard me request a male masseur and probably thought I was going to engage with him as a fellow conspirator. I glanced at his masseur, and it was, indeed, a very unattractive femboy/ladyboy who was massaging him. I ignored the disgusting old bastard.
“Where are you from?” asked the disgusting old “Izz-ray-lee”. I ignored him and carried-on with booking my massage. “What? You don’t speak English?” he demanded in an irritated tone. I shrugged and ignored him. He made some filthy, frustrated noise in his disgusting pseudo-native language, upset that I would not engage with him; but I was there for a massage, not to have a chat with some old pervert tainted by association with genocide.
Cham Nan Temple Massage is smack in the centre of town and it is a very decent place to go if you are looking for a real massage and can’t decide which of the myriad shops in central Siem Real to choose. It is clean, central, and nicely done; and I prefer it to the ones on 2 Thnou Street. They currently have only two male masseurs: a younger, golden-skinned guy named Virek, who is the owner’s son; and an older, more built guy in his early 40s named Piset. I can vouch for the quality of Piset’s massage. Both of them speak good English. I had asked Piset how many guys they currently have and he said “two…maybe three boys…but that one not really. That one…”, he trailed off, looking in the direction of the femboy.
As I exited the shop, the disgusting old “Izz-ray-lee” was sitting outside, surrounded by the female masseurs. “How was the massage?”, he asked with a leer on his face. I ignored him and walked off. He swore at me. Good. Fuck him and fuck “Israel”. Chamnan is near the Starbucks.
Note that in addition to working at the shop, Virek drives a remorque and is available for the monument tours etc. That is an option to consider if you would like a young, pleasant, pleasant-looking, English-speaking driver for the day.



Dining
Khmer Taste remains my favourite local cuisine place in the city. Inevitably, I return to it after trying others. The food here is authentically Khmer, my local friends assure me; and here you will find locals dining alongside the tourists. Prices are low and the food is good. The waitresses aren’t particularly smiley, but service is good and the girls will chat if you engage with them. Khmer Taste lies just a little bit outside the core tourist zone around Pub Street, but it is easily walkable from there. If you aren’t familiar with the location, just take a Grab there the first time you go. You should have no trouble finding it on foot the next time.

Attractions
Siem Reap has recently added yet another tourist attraction: some big monument or theme park called "Angkor Wat", which is, apparently, a great place to go and take selfies. You may want to visit it while there.
Separately, Kbal Spean was at the most beautiful that I have ever seen it on this trip. It is now the rainy season, which locals often call the Green Season, and the hills were wonderfully lush. However it has rained less than it usually does at this time of the year, which means that while there is abundant water flowing over the lingas in the river, the river is not so swollen that the carvings are hidden. You can see it at its best right now – the way it is meant to be seen. It just reminded me of why I love that place so much. While Kbal Spean is a little bit further out, it is always worth the trip.


PHNOM PENH

Rambutan Resort
The old order changeth, yielding place to new…
The long-running and much-loved Rambutan Resort in PP is no more. It is now the Sonitori Boutique Hotel. The Dutchman sold it to a Jap about four months ago and the new owner has spared no time in ruining it. Gone is the lush greenery around the pool that delighted the eye; gone is the canopy of vines above the pool that shielded you from prying eyes; the pool itself is now full of big floats to encourage family fun. No more in-house massage option either. Gone also is the old manager who knew exactly what the Rambutan’s patrons wanted; and in are several new female front office staff. Fortunately, many of the old staff remain and will welcome you back warmly if you are an old guest. Apparently, it was sold for just $50k, as the Dutchman wanted to get rid of it and focus on the Rambutan in Siem Reap – but that only included the business and building. The land is leased from a local. Still. $50k is bloody cheap and had I known it was for sale at that price, I would gladly have taken it

In years past, it was balls of an entirely different type that were played with in that pool.

On the plus side, the new owner has been slow in setting things up online – the hotel still uses a gmail address and Tripadvisor only provides booking options through Agoda. One consequence of that currently low visibility, coupled with low season prices is that rooms at Sonitori now cost practically nothing , especially when you consider the excellent made to order breakfast that they still provide. I paid $25 per night for my room; and they can’t possibly be making money at that rate. Homos who are fond of the old Rambutan should perhaps launch a coordinated, low-cost invasion to keep it queer-ish.
The pancakes at Rambutan PP continue to be much better than those at Rambutan Siem Reap.

Bars
Space Hair Bar: Space has lost its lustre for me. Long-time star and all-time favourite, Smey (ReakSmey). has left the bar. Smey’s acting and modelling career has finally reached the level of success that I always wished for him. He is earning well now and has neither the time nor inclination to sit around being groped by strangers till 6 a.m. every night. Boys came and went in that bar, but Smey stayed for ages and only became more handsome as he matured – he was already 30-ish when he won second runner-up in Mr Cambodia. Smey was also sort of ringleader in that bar. Without him there to egg the boys on, the place is now much more subdued and holds much less attraction for me.
The number and quality of the boys there at the moment also doesn’t quite stack-up with previous years. Nonetheless, I opened my wallet generously as it is low season, the bar nearly bereft of customers on weekdays and some of those boys there are “friends”. On that note, Pahlin (Polin) is still there and was talking about opening an equivalent bar in Siem Reap, as he notes that there is a dearth of muscle bars in Siem Reap. My complaints about the number of drag shows simply confirmed his belief that a Space-style bar in Siem Reap would work, but he is still going to have to find the money for it. Pahlin is an intelligent fellow - he was formerly a property agent – and anyone looking to pursue that opportunity may want to drop by space and speak to him.
AsianCam: The AsianCam bar has moved from Street 222 to Street 224 into larger, nicer, digs. I mention that here because Grab had not updated the address as of the week before, sending people to the wrong place. Gone are all the macho boys who were working there last year. All femboys now, bar a single, new straight boy who began work there recently.
Toolbox was as boring as ever since moving to its current/”new” location. Being in that place feels rather like being entombed with a bunch of old queens. Not much going-on there on weekdays, unless you want to drink with the regular crowd whose arses appear to be glued to their seats.

Dining
The service at La Croisette is now officially shit, which is a shame as nostalgia occasionally takes me back there. La Croisette has been around since the 90s. The food is decent but not amazing and the view from the top floor terrace over the quay and river is no longer the best offered by any restaurant in the city. Still, it’s not a bad place for a date and there is a good ice cream parlour downstairs. Service is shit, though.
Half the food stalls in the PP Night Market were closed. Rainy evenings and the lack of tourists at this time of year mean that there probably isn't enough business for all of them to stay open. Still, I enjoy eating there sitting on the mats and talking to the boys who work in the market. They have more time to chat in the low season than they do when the market is packed.
Fans of the durian may also want to take note that the rainy season is a bad time to taste that fruit in Cambodia. Too much water makes the fruit that ripens in the rainy season rather tasteless. Don't waste your money and torture your taste buds with watery durians at this time of year. They are best eaten before the rains start.

understand that. though Spain (outside Barcelona, Madrid and San Sebastian) is amazingly cheap and a great value in Europe

Haha, I actually made a trip on a rented motorbike once from Siem Reap to Battambang - and back! For many years, foreigners were not allowed to rent a motorbike in Siem Reap (at that time it was possible in Kampot or Sihanoukville but not in SR), but then those rentals appeared in SR too, even though they were more expensive than elsewhere in Cambodia ir Vietnam.
Anyway, you don't really need insurance. That trip - SR to Battambang - became one of two occasions in my life when I crashed a bike (another one was on Bali). That crash on the Battambang highway was kinda not too good for the bike - I was fine with some bruises and cuts, but the bike was smashed: the front totally gone, one the brakes smashed, a part of another bike lodged into my engine - that sort of thing. I carefully drove it to Battambang and asked at the hotel for a bike repair shop - got the bike there, and it took them maybe three hours to do everything: new brakes, new everything, new front panel and side panel - they actually looked for identical of the same color (later in SR I returned the bike not mentioning the crash and they didn't notice) - so all those repairs of a pretty major crash cost me 13 (thirteen) dollars. So, you don't really need insurance. (I drove that bike back to SR from Battambang the following day).

Should be fine - hey it's Brazil, nobody would give you 100% assuarances but should be fine - on the way back definitely wait inside until the Uber arrives at the door before heading out, but that's my normal way anywhere in Brazil. I do remember driving in an Uber to this old town sauna from another part of the old town and looking at the sights from the window: or hey this man is actually breaking into somebody's car right this second let's not stop here lol.
I usually arrive before 6pm like 5-ish, as 7:30pm is the time some guys may start to trickle out one by one

yes, it is very lively with a cute bartender. 10 - 20 working guys on any night.

Try Sao Luis, you will like its GP sauna 

weather-wise, October is great for both cities as the rain season will have been well over
beach-wise, I like Recife more with its long wide beach which you can walk to from your hotel by simply crossing the road. The only downside you can't really swim as it's shark-infested (and it's serious).
sights-wise, Salvador has an upper hand as it has an incredible history and an amazingly beautiful old town. Recife has pretty and colonial Olinda in its suburbs too, though - a nice half-day trip. Recife's airport is much closer to the city than Salvador's. The other important consideration is security and safety - Salvador is defo more dangerous and you need to know where you go. Even in the old town, local folks were screaming at us on the street on several occasions: "don't turn right here, perigoso, turn left" 
GP-wise, Salvador is a bigger city and is considered the capital of the black Brazil - so there goes the prevailing type. A couple of saunas are good. Recife is more diverse but a bit more next-door'ish, but a couple of excellent saunas and I always had good time there.
It's a matter of personal preferences - despite Salvador being more historically rich, if I needed to make a choice for myself, I'd choose Recife, but YMMV.
If you are talking specifically mid-week rather than mid-October, then Salvador may have an edge as Tuesday night is an incredible night in Salvador with the old town coming alive for a great street fiesta. In Recife, mid-week would be certainly much quieter, with the best sauna nights being Thurs, Fri and Sat - I was shocked to find out that Sunday is a dead day in Recife, even though it's one of the best days elsewhere in Northeast like Fortaleza and Sao Luis