Originally Posted by MrHappy
A few days ago, I did a write up on some of the more well known clubs in Santo Domingo.
Having written a fairly scathing review of some of these clubs, I decided to go back and take another look, simply because after all, these are places that I have enjoyed immensly over the years, and it is depressing to see what's happend to them.
So, in an effort to be fair, out I went again last night to see if I was too harsh.
You know what? Go back and read my other review. If anything, I was probably too nice in my assessment.
But, here's the kicker.
A new club had it's opening last night. Club Mystik 13 is another futile attempt at injecting some new life into the monger scene in Santo Domingo.
Club Mystik 13 is located next door to the old Cisne Massage parlor and the old Elegant Center on Calle Pasteur, which is just behind the Intercontinental Hotel on the Malecon.
Basically, it has the same setup as the other places, with one noticible difference, they were playing Techno music. No, let me take that back, they were BLASTING techno music! Music so loud, you couldn't talk to yourself.
I was pretty impressed when I walked in, loud music aside. A guy named Daniel Orozco has dumped a lot of money into this place, trying to make it the first whorehouse discotec. In it's defense it does have a nice layout.
I saunter up to the bar, and sit next to a big morena with small tits, fat ass , who screams into my ear that her name is Chocolate, then goes back to sitting there, doing nothing.
I almost got up and left, because the music was fucking rattling my brain(and I like discos!) but then decided to let my eyes get a little better adjusted to the light and check it out a little better.
It was then that it dawned on me that Chocolate and I were the only ones there, with the exception of 5 waiters, and two bartenders.
I order a beer for me, and one for Chocolate. She says she doesn't drink beer, so can she have something else? Sure!
We get our drinks, and try to scream to each other about opening night.
I ask her how many girls are working there. She says over 20. I look around again, and damned if I see one more, let alone over 20.
When I point this out to her, she says with a smile and a nod, "because it is still too early". Too early, at 1:30 in the morning. She says they'll be there later.. Right!
So I get down to business. How much to go out. She says she's very good, and the price for take out is 5000 pesos For 3 HOURS! I tell her she's nuts. She says that's the price.
I ask her if she likes girls too, and she says, "of course", but if she goes with girls it is more expenesive.
So, obviously, the next question is, if I want her to go with me and another girl, how much will it be? A little more, 6500 pesos! (Can you hear the Bling, Bling in her head?).
Then she says, the other girl can only watch, or if I prefer, I can watch the two girls together, but we can't do the threesome.. Nope, no way for that price. If you want a true threesome, that's gonna be 7500 pesos. I wanna marry this girl, she's gonna make me rich! I almost fell off my chair!
Since I had earlier had a beer in each of the three bars owned by the drug laundering woman, I made a hugh error in judgement. I actually thought I would have some sort of success explaining to her how SD is dying because people can go to someplace like Franks in PP and get two hotties for all night for less than halfof that.
I told her how you can go to Sosua and get pretty hot girls, (better looking than her
by a long shot, I thought) for even less.
First, she says, there's no way the girls on the North coast are prettier than the girls in Santo Domingo. That's why it's more expensive in Santo Domingo. And no girl is going to spend the night for 2000 pesos in Santo Domingo. OK.
She takes a drink of her drink, A shot of vodka, and almost finishes it off in one gulp.
Out of nowhere, I reached over to grab it and take a taste. Don't really know why, but as I reach for the glass, she pulls it away. Uh oh. Thats a first.
At that point, I snapped back into reality, and realized the futility of my efforts. Plus, it was almost 2 in the morning, and still no more girls.
I ask for the check, and then comes the slammer. 650 pesos for a beer and a shot of vodka, straight up! Yup, definitely time to get outta Dodge.
I pay the bill, and Chocolate asks me to give her something for her time, I give her 50 pesos, she asks for 200. This girl has class, let me tell ya.
As I'm getting up to leave, she takes another hit off her vodka, sets the glass down, gets up and walks away, leaving a couple of tablespoons in the bottom of the glass. At those prices, I ain't letting it go down the drain, so I reach over and throw down the rest.
Surprise of surprises, if that was vodka, I'm Brad Pitt. I'm not sure what is was, but I would guess it was about 80% water, and 20% vodka. You would think for those prices, they would at least give you the real thing.
So there you have it. Yet another dump that's been set up to separate us from our money. Actually, three dumps in a row. Don't bother wasting your breath in any one of em'
