On this same day last week I was in Monaco – watching the Formula 1. Had a nice holiday that started with a trip to Norwich via Amsterdam. This was my first trip in a long while so obviously dealing with the real world was some what of a shock to me. I will write later about my comparisons of life here versus the real world. I guess the net net of it is – one can make more money in the real world because if you didn’t then you would not be able to afford anything. Damn – shit is expensive. 🙂
Here is a digest of my recent visit…
Now wouldn’t it be cool to get a really good massage by a skilled operator who then turns into a deviant whore after 30 minutes or so… but it normally turns out that one part of the session is great and the other part shite. It’s like shirt and tie packages… who puts those together? There was much piss taking after I made a visit to Annies – especially from Penners who fails to realise that I am 17 times his age and have different tastes. I took a lady who was billed as one of only two ladies left in Bangkok that can perform a proper ball-massage – the experience moved between dull and painful. Sufficiently chastened by YP, I didn’t go back. One girl at The Ring (Bee) figured that if she just used her elbow to stab at various parts of my body and then pressed hard with her forearm I would think she was a professional – well I did .. but not that sort obviously.
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Now you may think I’m some boring dipshit who just doesn’t know how to have fun or get his rocks off in BKK but my older brother’s been here a total of three years and every time I’m with him I’ve had a better time than most would probably like to think. I’ll take a good meal and laughter with inebriated friends, family or ever strangers who’ve gathered from all over the world in one watering hole… over pussy any day. Thats me and I’m sure there is a small group who think the same way because we’ll agree what Rose said in the movie, ‒The war will still be here tomorrow.”
Its 12:30 am on a Friday night in down town Bangkok. I’m in my hotel room laying on my bed staring at a fucking gecko tucked in the corner of the ceiling and to top it off, Apocalypse Now is playing on my TV. I can only imagine how many people have been stuck doing exactly what I’m doing…. Then again, out of embarrassment – I don’t want to think of it. For the past 2 hrs the gecko’s been scurrying in spurts across the tattered and ill faded walls chasing a mosquito. Its distracting but I know how he feels. He’s looking for a bite to eat… I’m looking to get laid.
As I had quickly learned on my first and second days in Sihanoukville, Cambodia’s third most-popular city is a great little beach resort but a bit dull as a P4P destination. By my Day 3, I’d come to the conclusion that making another run out to Victory Hill, or anywhere else besides the beach and the Freedom Bar, was going to be a waste of time.
So I made some decisions: First I booked a day of scuba diving that would require me to get up a 7 a.m. (and, thus, go to bed early and alone the night before) and then bought a bus ticket back to Phnom Penh, where I’d spent the previous Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. Then I decided to hit Freedom Bar again, but – this time – earlier. It would turn out to be the best nightlife move I’d made all week. Continue reading “Songkran Escape Part 5: Sihanoukville — The Final Word”
Some Western men visit Bangkok and cheat on their wives. I’m not married, but I did something just as bad. Last month, I visited Bangkok and cheated on my dentist.
I wish I could say it was a spontaneous incident that only happened in a moment of drunken weakness. It wasn’t. I planned it weeks in advance. And yes, I did pay for it.
My act of betrayal was that I got laser teeth whitening at Bangkok Smile Dental Clinic. Of course, I could have had this service performed here in America. I saw my loyal dentist of ten years just a few months ago for a routine check-up. His office definitely offers teeth whitening. They’ve even got flashy ‒meth teeth to movie star” brochures and everything.
Continue reading “Getting Good Oral Service, Shopping For Dresses, And Avoiding Tuberculosis In Bangkok by gavinmac”
…continued from Part One:
The Inspection (Interior) – A quick look of the inside of the premises is a crucial part of the inspection process and is very helpful in making a proper decision. There are many clues to the well-trained eye that will give you a glimpse into what type of massage you will be receiving. The best way to do this is to simply ask if you can take a look at the room, as the staff should be more than happy to honor your request without any questions asked. Upon looking at the massage room, there are several important indicators. If you see any of the following there is a good chance not even your ego will receive a good stroking:
You cannot take two steps in any city here in Thailand without seeing a massage shop, and in the tourist areas you are practically tripping over them. The fact is there is nothing in the world like an oil massage in Thailand. But with literally thousands of choices how do you know which ones to choose, and which ones are you most likely to get that ever so special, Thai Style, Happy Ending?
After my friend leaves I tell her she has to run to my truck and get down when she gets in as she wasn’t supposed to be in my room. I check to make sure the coast is clear and give her the go, watching this land mammoth move at top speed is what I imagine it must look like to watch a polar bear run. She makes it to my truck undetected, success! We began to drive and she lays down so as not to be seen, as I instructed her to do.