Good gay nightlife: San Jose, Costa Rica
Gay friends are made in San Jose, the capital of Costa Rica
By Suzy Size, your gay guide through Costa Rica and Central America

Puchos has gay, sexy strip shows in San Jose
On her first Saturday in San Jose, the gay capital of Costa Rica, your horny heroine naturally went to Puchos. If you invest some of your scarce quality time to go to the
Pink Pages of Sticky Rice Gay Guide Asia and Gay Guide World regarding San Jose Costa Rica you will understand why: Just click through to
Puchos Night Club. The Saturday night fever of Miss Size was caused by the stripper bug: On that night of the week Puchos offers strip shows with – if the poster outside was meaningful at all – the well known Suzy Size hunks.
The entrance fee of 8000 Colones (16 $ US) includes a so called “open bar between 8 pm and midnight”…
Suzy Size wondered whatever that might be? She normally expects the bar to be open in a disco or strip place anyhow.

Another gay disco in San Jose, walking distance from Puchos
When your heroine arrived shortly after 8 pm, she paid her entrance fee, a paper ribbon was attached to her hand and she got a ticket. Miss Size handed her ticket over to a girl at one of the several bars and was then handed the beer of her choice. Whenever that darn bottle was empty – you would love that system, Ian, over in London – all Miss Size had to do, was showing her mystery ribbon, hand back the empty bottle in order to get a new one. But the guests could not fool around in that well known butterfly manner, they had to stick to their bar of first choice, could not get a beer at another bar were condemned to a bar-monogamy (quite bearable).

Here at gay disco La Avispa men of San Jose meet Sunday afternoons
There were some cute and sexy strippers, but not really on par with the models on the poster outside or the ones shown on the website. They had six that night and the longer the show lasted, the less they wore and the harder (temporarily though) were the cocks when they reappeared on stage after a brake. In between they talked and drank with their many guests. A black guy was more or less a Suzy Size hunk, a bit too skinny though, but your heroine had no chance to invite him to a drink. During his breaks from the stage he stood always around with a very old man, almost frail. He seemed to be so caring about that cemetery vegetable, so friendly with that dead man walking. Suzy Size was possessed by intensive envy, sexual jealousy, but had no chance to get in contact with her heart throb at Puchos that night.
Miss Size left shortly before midnight, rather drunk due to that “free bar” for 8000 Colones and had no intentions to return to that particular gay bar of San Jose, Costa Rica.
Puchos was OK, no regrets having visited it, but not really worth repetition.

Safety is an issue in the gay park scene of San Jose
Suzy Size had made some new gay friends in San Jose: She met Alex, a German guy, at Hemingway Inn where he was visiting for a coffee some of the friendly employees. Alex had before stayed at this hotel which offers monthly rates, but had now moved to his own apartment together with Luis, his new and cute boyfriend. Your hungry heroine took the two out for dinner one night and this was the best food she had during her stay in San Jose, which is not a culinary highflyer, dominated by American fast food chains: Horrible. And Alex, a chef by education, prepared a tasty German meatloaf one night for your heroine and Mr. Ellis, another boy in the band.
No more fucking with the boys of gay San Jose

La Margoth was the favorite hangout of your heroine, with some hustlers
These two new friends showed your heroine the vibrant gay nightlife of San Jose, the smaller clubs and the huge discos like
La Avispa. This place is supposed to be best on Sunday (late) afternoons when it is packed with happy revelers. Actually Alex met Luis first met during that weekly event that is famous on the gay agenda of San Jose. Suzy Size was never in San Jose on a Sunday afternoon and has therefore missed that famed party, but that alone might be reason enough to return the Eternal Gay World Friendship Tour to San Jose, Costa Rica, one day in the future.
(She liked one small bar, called La Margoth, best in San Jose, but had no time on this visit to get in touch with the working boys congregating at Margoth. That might be a pretext to come back to Costa Rica one future day as well.)
One night, quite late, Alex and Luis wanted to return to Puchos and Miss Size joined them against her first intention. This night the entrance fee included 5 or 6 drinks, no “free bar”. When Alex and Luis left, they handed their spare drink coupons to your heroine who had too many herself.
So when the black hunk – during one of the stage breaks - walked by, Suzy Size smiled at him in the most phony way – she is so good at this - and invited him for a drink.
But those drink coupons were not good for expensive boys drinks, in order not to lose face Miss Size bought him one anyhow.
He was not very interesting, too business minded, not sweet like with the old man.
He offered a private show for your heroine, somewhere in private quarters on the Puchos premises.
But Suzy Size declined, it was far too expensive.
For that money she could have had Luis and Johan at Oasis Erotic Massage combined.
And she did not know yet at this moment that Luis hated Johan.
Miss Size returned home alone that night in gay San Jose, but was not unhappy at all.
Sweet Suzy Size succinctly suggests such a bar where a waiter replaces your depleted container with one you can really suck the life out of, just by waving the empty vessel in his face, is my idea of Heaven? Well I cannot help but agree! Thankfully Blue Chilli beckons for my brief return to PP later this month where, happily, everyone gets a similar attentive service to that which you delightfully describe for Puchos in San Jose. XX Ian, London.