The escort girls of Sanur’s red light district are cheering Spain’s victory in Euro 2008.
Residents of the red light district/lokalisasi at Sanur, Bali have been complaining that the Euro football Cup has deprived them of business, with their usual customers preferring to stay at home and watch men kick a ball back and forth.
Lila, a working girl from Jember in East Java, says it has been so quiet recently she has been forced to chase up her regulars on the telephone to persuade them to have a “date” – however her pleas fell on deaf ears, the men were too interested in Euro 2008.
Another girl, Aang, from Surabaya, said she can’t wait for the football to be over, as she’s running out of money.
Wayan, an “Anjelo” (antar jemput lonte, a man who transports girls to customers) from Karangasem, says before Euro started he used to escort 5 girls a night to various bungalows in Semawang and surrounds, for which he is paid 20,000 rupiah a trip, but has been averaging only two a night while the ball-kicking has been on.
:>) This story represents the paradox of Indonesia. On one hand we are currently looking at serious and disturbing stories of the PDI acting as self appointed vigilantes in Java raiding bars and hotels. And on the other hand, we have a light hearted story from Bali about the dilemma faced by the prostitution industry as it has to cope with the economic turn-down caused by customers preferring to watch the Euro-Football Cup than visiting their favorite girl for hire. Really incredible stuff! What exactly are we supposed to say about the Sanur Escorts?
And on the other hand, we have a light hearted story from Bali about the dilemma faced by the prostitution industry as it has to cope with the economic turn-down caused by customers preferring to watch the Euro-Football Cup than visiting their favorite girl for hire.
Economic turn-down?
Euro 2008 has been high season for the Kuta Cowboys. Many sheilas felt neglected by their hubbies and boyfriends.
Euro 2008 has been high season for the Kuta Cowboys. Many sheilas felt neglected by their hubbies and boyfriends.
What are sheilas and kuta cowboys? Never heard of that before probably because I’ve never been to Bali myself heheh.
@ kursi
What are sheilas and kuta cowboys? Never heard of that before probably because ive never been to Bali myself heheh
Kuta Cowboys are boys in Kuta who take care of cows.
As for ‘sheilas’ I’ve never been able to figure out why the blokes from Down Under call their womenfolk this way. So this might be a good occasion for them to help us out.
Persues- you have been busy in your odd little world.
Go to Bali- it is far safer than Heathrow- and less bearded Jihadi maniacs than London- who for some reason you Brits think are the cat’s pyjamas and need some hugs and cocoa.
You are right about the “plump”. Did you know Aussies are now the fattest nation? Now it’s “Aussie, Aussie, Aussie- oink, oink, oink”
I was in Nusa Dua this June- topless lobster-complexioned freckly Aussie cows and sows sunning their floppy udders and saddle-bags as far as one could throw a cattle-prod or milk-pail.
The pained anguish/nausea on one Kuta gigolo’s face as he massaged his “janes'” back-blubber was superb, with her navel-length hamburger nips splayed either side of her bulk .
And I remember thinking- “Crap! He really does earn his money.”
I’d prefer de-clogging open sewers with my bare hands.
@ PN
I just noticed we might have at least something in common.
Every one, deep down, when it’s all said and done, and the end of the day… hates a fat loud lobster-toned Aussie dairyshed cow-Sheila.
And they’re greasier than a Carnie cross-bred with a Irish pikey
dewaratugedeanom & Purba I pissed my pants reading your posts… so funny – so true… I think there should be a Kuta Cowboys Dignity Fund, so they can have some choice and tell those dirty fat slags to go back to suburbs and go hump some unemployed bogan bar-fly from the local RSL. The poor buggers probably roll around in their sleep muttering “…gemuk, berbulu, berbau, berminyak, jelek, tidak ada tidak!”
lol..
I didn’t know they have a Red Light District in Indonesia
XDXD
PN…
You have a special talent for description.
There is little doubt that the Kuta Cowboys earn their money. Yet, there are plenty of other female tourists other than those from Australia, right? So, there are some options or is competition fierce?
I find it funny that the women are always giving grief to the men that want to go to places like Pattaya or Chaing MAI and then nothing is said about the women that come to Bali for the sex on the beach in Kuta, a double standard for sure.
I also find it amusing that I came to this article becuase it said something about a Bali man having sex with a cow but having been here I can confirm without a doubt that there is a lot of Bali Cowboys riding the herd. Sit down by the Mikky D’s and you can watch the cowboys working the herd looking for the ones that need servicing to be culled and personally branded.
This is surely one of the most literate and entertaining threads to be surfed anywhere. Not to deny its accuracy either. Mr Moderator, you are to be applauded along with your contributors.
Tell me, do we ageing European males with young slim LBFMs in tow get the same web press as these poor Aussie bovines? Can’t find anywhere listed catering to disgruntled expat wives with an axe to grind. Just Google “my husband is having sex with a young Indonesian girl” and you’ll see what I mean.
Like Chuck, I was tracking down the story about 70 year old Nengah Sutarya, resident of Buleleng, to send home to my grandsons in England who plan to visit Bali with me at New Year. Kind of cultural background. So how did we end up here?
I live here in bali. Have just broken up with my man. Now looking for a guy to make me happy and have fun with, so far they run a mile as they no my ex he is from sanur. Yes I did the wrong thing fell in love with him, same old story, I go to the gym every day so have a good body 27inch waist. Can you help me please to get wyn out of my head . yours marilyn x
Do you have male escorts and if so, what is the cost. I will be in Sanur soon. I’m from Australia.
I look forward to hearing from you.
Regards,
Kayla
Thanks for your comment Oigal. Actually I weigh 48 kg, have a 24 inch waist and dislike ocker men.
When I was in Sanur earlier this week I think I might have been approached by by a young man who might have had something interesting to offer. It didn’t occur to me at the time. He was very, very attractive, around 190 cm tall and very polite. It wasn’t what he said but the cute and polite way he said hello with very direct eye contact for longer than being brotherly. WOW. I wish I had his contact details.
By the way, I’m no spring chicken, I’m 34.
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I think every male with wheels in Bali must be an ‘Anjelo’. It seems to be utterly impossible to get in a taxi going from Nusa Dua into Seminyak/Sanur by myself without having the driver almost immediately ask me if I want some form of chicken and then expounding at length on the merits of Puki Madura. Island of the Pimping Gods.