Happy ending massage in Angeles City
As I’ve said in the past Angeles City is filled with go go bars loaded with chicks looking to get paid for sex. Because of that, and due to it being roughly in Southeast Asia, you might think there would be tons of happy ending massage parlors around. You’d be wrong.
There are some massage parlors around but it’s nothing like Thailand or even Ho Chi Minh City. And I mean that in every sense. There are less massage parlors and also the women working in the massage parlors don’t want to do happy endings.
The most massage parlors are concentrated around Fields Avenue and Perimiter Road. This is also the area most foreigners hang around and not least of all because it’s where the go go bars are located. It’s a sort of main drag though the rest of the city could just as easily forget it, especially since they are looking to turn the city into a more respectable place. Or something like that.
The massage parlors in Angeles City are small businesses. They have some women wearing the kinds of professional sanitary outfits that nurses wear. Some of the chicks look good. Others not so much. As stated, the vast majority do not and will not do happy endings of any kind.
So why a post about happy ending massage in Angeles City? Because it does actually exist. It is just not found in the places people might expect.
Every night ladies and ladyboys hang out in the street in front of the Walking Street entrance. They ask dudes if they want a massage. What they really mean is “do you want to fuck me for money?” They are street walkers pure and simple, and they cause a lot of trouble in Angeles. There are horror stories of guys getting robbed, set up for extortion and more. It’s a bad scene, especially considering how bad the chicks normally look. Dating in the Philippines is a lot easier.
Happy ending massage is mainly limited to hotels. Some of the women who work at the aforementioned massage parlors, and even some of the women working in the massage departments of nicer hotels, will offer happy endings including sometimes even sex to guys who book massages in their own private rooms. It doesn’t always happen, but it happens enough to mention it.
Women who advertise online are more likely to offer it. These chicks make themselves found on apps like WeChat, the Korean app Kakaotalk, and Craigslist. Sometimes they work with an agent and sometimes they work alone.
They charge just a few hundred pesos. It comes out to five or ten dollars American. They do oil massages and other kinds of body massages. Most of them also do hand jobs happy endings. That’s about all they promise if they promise anything. Some offer more but won’t talk about it online.
My guess is that the local powers are trying to limit the growth of anything outside of the go go bars. Go go bars are easier to tax and mess around with. I’m not expert but I can’t figure out why else happy ending massage is so lacking in Angeles even while more straight forward go go bars exist all over.
Maybe with so many go go bars around there just isn’t any market for happy ending massage!
definitely not a good city for massage at all, there is a rub n tug up by perimeter next to the green bottle bar that is pretty popular, outside of that there aren’t many good options
most of the freelancers on walking street are fine, maybe .00001% of guys have any problems, just make sure the girl is 18+ and you won’t have anything to worry about
Not a good city for much at all in my opinion unless you like street hustlers, go go chicks who refuse barfines, and knee high street floods that last hours or days. The chicks I’ve seen in the street were terrible looking. Maybe I’m missing something?
lived there for quite awhile and never really had to deal with any knee high floods, or not that lasted more than a few hours when a typhoon was hitting
definitely can’t just walk up to fields and say ‘im gonna get a street freelancer’ and come away with something good, need patience and to be in the right place at the right time
not one of the best cities in the world by any means, but an old retired guy could pick a lot worse places to live
I don’t know. I think when I retire I don’t want to be walking down some filthy street with beggar kids and climbing in and out of trikes that can barely fit a western kid inside. Plus I want to have a reliable ambulance and hospital there too. Preferably I’d like to be in a country where I’m not at risk of kidnapping or beheading either. One time I went to Angeles and it rained for days straight. The water was knee deep in the streets for my whole trip. Left a really bad taste in my mouth. I’ve been back since. It didn’t rain but the other issues were still there.
pretty sure they opened up a nice new hospital a couple years ago
kidnappings and beheadings are pretty much only in southern mindanao, very very far away from angeles
pretty much every foreigner who has gotten into a bad situation in that town owned a bar or hotel… so don’t do that
definitely not saying its a perfect place by any means, it certainly has its flaws, but its cheap easy living with nice girls who really know how to make you happy
If you call that city easy living let’s just say we have very different outlooks. Even getting a taxi or into one of those “trike” contraptions is far from easy. There are kidnappings in Luzon too. For example of 43 kidnapping cases in the country in 2014, 21 were in Luzon, where AC is located, and 22 were in Mindanao. So far this year there have already been 3 in Luzon and 5 in Mindanao. These aren’t huge numbers in a country of 100,000 million, but they almost entirely target foreigners. It’s just more to pile on with all the other shit that traveling to the Philippines involves.
Been living here 14 years an yes easy living. Must be you I guess. But to each their own.
Different strokes for different folks. I wonder what you do there besides fucking though. And what do you do when it rains and the water is waist high in the streets? Do you fit into trikes?
Been here in the Philippines since ’85. You dont know much about the Philippines, that’s clear.
When I grow up, I want to spend 35 years in a third world country so I can gloat about it on random blogs.
why do you need a taxi in a city where everywhere a foreigner goes is pretty much walking distance,if your going to make it your home get a cheap motorbike
get an apartment walking distance from fields and you have 50 girly bars, two hooker discos, a mall, and 20+ western restaurants all within a 10 or 15 minute walk, to me thats very easy living
luzon has almost 50 million people, a foreigner who keeps his head low and goes about his business is extremely unlikely to get kidnapped there, buy a bar or throw around cash at hi society and maybe you can make yourself a target if you really want
I don’t need taxis I guess. I don’t need an air conditioner or hot water either. But I have both. Spending an entire day on Fields might be possible. But a week, a month, or a lifetime? No fucking way! Not me. The bars can be fun for a few hours but that’s it. I don’t spend my entire life in a bar. I take taxis to go shopping, to eat, to the airport, etc. Even if I did spend all of my time on Fields, I would still take taxis, mainly because I can. It’s the same reason I have a toilet instead of shitting in the street. Unfortunately taxis aren’t easy to find and trikes are too small for grown men and charge insane prices. You want to walk from Fields to SM? Great. You can pass the drug addicts and beggars in the park, more beggars up on the sky walk, and then get hassled more when you come down the steps. And then the same thing in reverse later. Plus you will either get baked in the heat or soaked in the rain depending on the time of year. That’s when there isn’t a typhoon, earthquake or volcano going off. Angeles simply isn’t a great place to live in my opinion. If you think it is feel free to move there and enjoy the rest of your days. I certainly won’t stop you.
Call me Enzo is one of those people who has really no clue about the PI and one has to wonder why he is on this site at all other than to spout negativity.
Why don’t you tell me what I’m wrong about?