We'd actually walked through this area during the day once. It was pretty heterosexual fora back alley aside from a few signs that wouldn't be obviously gay to Koreans. There weren't any guys trying to hustle or directions to the nearest glory hole.
The first bar of the night was Banana. We heard this place gives you a banana with each drink and I find that to be hilarious. Cum took a deep breath and opened the door. I'll be damned if it wasn't the classiest gay bar I've ever been in. Very well put together with tasteful art and a lacquer black color scheme. There was an aquarium with angel fish, dim lights and lasers, and somehow even the stripper pole on the bar seemed to fit. You could tell this bar drew a more sophisticated crowd, and not ten minutes after we sat down, they walked in. Two were businessmen who looked like they just got out of work, two looked like a couple, and the other three were a bit more flaming.
The bartender spoke very good, very gay English, and gave us a gay guide to not only Busan, but all of Korea. I was surprised at how many gay Karaokes, gay “one shot” (liquor) bars, gay Soju bars, gay DVD rooms (hook up spots), and gay bathhouses they managed to cram into this barren looking back alley.
He alternated between being a host to us and chatting about us to the two men at the bar before we came in. For the young crowd, the recommended bars were Iku (“Come/Cum/I'm cumming” in Japanese), and Mania. Between barkeep's charisma and eating peanuts in the candlelight, I was having a great time.
“Are you a couple?”
“Oh no no, just friends. He is my straight friend.”
“Oh, ahh, straight? Why don't you try? ”*no laughter
“No thank you sir, I'm just here for...I don't know why I'm here.”
“Ah, but you look handsome. He thinks so too. He is in the army right now. He is very good at sucker. Soccer. He is good sucker.” *much laughter
It never occurred to me until now that Cum and I had become The Ambiguously Gay Duo. As fun as being Gary/Ace was, the conversation started going more south than I prefer in the exclusive company of men. Cum was having fun flirting with the Army guy until another guy cockblocked him and sat between them. We had a good laugh at the gay itinerary behind the bar, like the stack of DVDs which included Mariah and the Merman hanging from the top shelf. The barkeep said it was a souvenir from Hawaii.
“Ah, yes he is very muscle. But no- *crosses arms over groin”
Though we were having fun asking gay questions and receiving gayer answers, we wanted to check out other places. The bartender left me with one last piece of advice, which was to cut my hair shorter on the sides (fuckin' just got a haircut last month) as long hair is totally out of style in Korea, especially the gay community. He invited me to come with him to see his hair dresser next week, and then maybe after just, you know, see what happens. I rejected him and we left.
Cum's straight Korean friend joined us at this point, and we checked out Milk, and then Mania, the bar for young people that Banana recommended. There are so many small gay bars that the market competition is quite fierce. We didn't stay for either of them since we had to order food to drink, but I did pop my head into a gay karaoke. It was pretty stale, I'll be honest, kinda gay.
We were done with Beomil and decided to go to Choryang, where Cum's friend lives. It's a few more stops southwest, adjacent to Busan station. Choryang is home to Russia town and Chinatown, near the docks. They are both on the same street, which is called Texas street.
I can sum up this skidmark in three words: Dirty Filipina hookers. A lot of the signs are in Cyrillic or Tagalog and you'll see more Russians and Filipinos than Koreans in this area.There are some nasty ass skanks in front of the gross, tacky clubs with names like Vegas Night, and Club Cebu, which was next to Club Manila. Stay away from Texas street unless you want to eat at a sketchy Filipino restaurant or fuck someone ugly.
Just an aside here- I don't like using words like slut or skank in a negative way. And I don't have anything against prostitution either- I support women's rights, especially when it comes to their pussies. If they're allowed to snuff the life out of a baby while it's still in there, they should be allowed to put dicks in there and charge money for it. They do it for free anyway. All I meant was you can smell the ammonia leaking from the vaginae of these meth-addled swampdonkeys and it shocks me that there is a market for such ugly prostitutes.
Gross, gross gross. I'd seen too much and way too little. We didn't even feel like drinking anymore. I took the subway home, took a hot shower and had dreams about hairy spiders in the jungle.