As I mentioned before I have been trying to play things a little different in Thailand. Forcing myself to work on pulling outside the bar scene. Low hanging fruit avoidance tactics. So given this I decided to slip on my best threads – shorts, flip-flops and a used tee whilst making my way to Victory Monument. I was told to look for the SJ Pub sign and then follow it to the street below and find the vans going to Bang Saen. I did. Ticket 110 baht – costs more than my t-shirt. I popped over to the 7/11 to load up on my pseudo breakfast/lunch – george foreman grill ham cheesy, bag of chips and some water. Twix for dessert.
Sure – this does not fit the YP food plan but it was a day off and it was 2 meals. So it is kosher.
The van was rammed with Uni girls and I was the only Farang on it. It seems that Bang Saen is home to Burapha Uni and there are a lot of bkk girls who make the daily trips to class and then return either the same day or later in the week. Some Bang Saen girls also go to school in Bkk. Heaven. They were fixing their hair, applying war paint and inserting their ab bao contacts. Perfume was in the air and I was getting wood.
All this for 110 baht and 89 at the 7. Awesome.
Bus landed around 1 hr 40 minutes later just outside the Uni. Swarms of uni outfits. I had to gather myself and prepare for the pick-up by Heckler. We rode 2 up on a scooter to home base:
I did not include an entire map since Bang Saen is spread out but this is the main drag. The roundabout is the big Bang Saen Beach sign and anchors the bottom of San Suek road. This is the center of the action. On this street you will find the uni, bars, clubs, soapies, beer bars, and off the side roads of the beach more restaurants and bars that sit opposite the beach.
Bang Saen is the place where those trying to avoid Hua Hin and Pattaya go to. Rayong has the better beaches but Bang Saen has a very cool vibe due to the uni and the main drag setup near the water. You won’t see a lot of Farangs and the girls are curious so it makes for a fun place to hang out in.
Once we got some biz done we decided it was time to hit a soapie. There are a couple of them in town but we wanted to try Galaxy – which is on the main drag of San Suek. Near the top right of the map on a major intersection – you can’t miss it. It is a typical old school not in bkk type of soapie. Restaurant, lounge, club, karaoke, normal massage(battle axes, lab coats) and then the fish bowl without the glass. Like a sideliner section but the normal massage lab coat ladies were behind the glass. The layout made for a nice way to ogle the girls ala Nataree but there was a small wall so you could not see everything. However you could make eyes and it was easy enough to see the Farang hungry girls. We settled on a small pack of them and then chose. I got a girl from the North of Thailand who had an awesome face, hair and boobs but kind of a large booty. However her demeanor was cool and she had the look of farang hunger.
After we all got to know each other we proceeded to the checkout counter. This is where bkk was showing how behind the times it was. The papasan used a fingerprint scanner and then had the girls do the same. This is how they commission everyone and keep track of the shags. Very cool. The rooms were old but big. Cost was 1900 all in. My girl was not expecting a tip but I gave her one. One of the best sessions I had at a soapie in a long time. They were more open than bkk and were into the bbbj and were not shy about getting down to things. I was so into it they called to tell us we were out of time. Numbers exchanged and plans for a hook up are in the works.
No blood was used in the making of this soapie session.
Then we went cruising for dinner. Tons of places to eat at but thanks to the Wingman for choosing the right place. Food was great, service was cool but more importantly our waitress was hot. Super hot. 19, small, dark, a local and spoke no English. She made it clear that she was single and that she wanted Farang friends. Wingman worked on her through the other waitress while I worked on my stiffie under the table. The boss kept hanging around to protect his sheep from the wolves but when we cleared out I left a note with my name in Thai and my number for the waitress. I was not expecting a call back but it was worth the try. Blatantly asking for her number in front of the boss is not cricket.
From there we decided to check out the party scene – some of it by the water and some of it on San Suek. There is a corner not far from the roundabout with a bunch of Thai style clubs. The soapie girl had given me 2 names of places where all the uni students go. Burdock and Be Chic. We chose Be Chic cause it was smaller and looked cooler. It had nothing to do with the line of underage girls outside ceremoniously showing their ID cards to the door guys who pretended to look while they ushered in hottie after hottie in.
We were the only Farang in the place. Typical Thai small table setup with no room to dance and only bottle service. Who gives a fuck – it was rammed with skirt. The large bottle of J Red, u know the kind The Man brings into the Mango to save money, was 900 baht with a round of mixers. We got into that quick and checked the scene out. The dance music was actually good – almost like a Bkk farang club and the band was cool. They played Ska and light punk but they were lively. Girls kept rolling in.
Could you pull here? I reckon you could if you got aggressive. The Heckler and I were shown the Thai way of how to pull. Find the drunkest girl you can. Go straight up to her and forcibly dance with her. Get rejected. Repeat 5 mins later. Get rejected. Leave the club. Come back and go for the same girl. Repeat. Then hold onto her so she can’t get away from you. Girl warms up to combatant. Combatant leaves with drunk hottie. Respect.
There were so many girls it was silly. The dark parts of the club were the staging zone for sodom and gomorrah. Sinful – it was awesome. The place closes at 2:30 and we are not sure if there is an AH scene or not. Need to research more. The girls tend to loiter around after in the streets. The sick part of the night was seeing 4 of the hottest girls alone and looking for action and once we tried to step in we were assaulted by four of the smallest toms this side of RCA. The tom and dee scene was off the charts. My theory is the girls dont want Thai guys and there is not enough of the great white hope to go around so they turn to the manly carpet munchers to get the deed done. Gutted.
We headed for some street food to soak up the red and proceeded to mong another hot waitress. Another flirty and friendly one at that. Since I had already cock blocked Heckler I had to leave this one alone but she wanted me. I could sense it. We navigated our way back to mission control to sleep it off by the coolness of the ocean.
No phone call from my new gf yet.
Woke up around 10 to get the camel shit out of my mouth (mosquito net fail) and noticed no calls on the phone. I had either spelled my name wrong, missed a digit or was being dissed. I am sure it was the spelling. Grabbed a shower and a gallon of water while I kept staring at my phone. It rang – unrecognized number.
Had I eaten lunch yet she asked? She offered to ride over on her motorbike, they all have motorbikes there, and take me to lunch. She came about an hour later. Had a great lunch, tour of the city and some coffee. I rode bitch. She was so tiny I was getting seriously evil looks all around town.
I will be back to Bang Saen. Finish our bottle, find the other soapie, the beer bars and hopefully commence date #2.