The Parent Meeting
We had planned to leave BKK at 8 in the morning but got on the piss and decided to leave earlier. So got the driver out of bed at 1 in the morning and off we went. A couple more Vodkas in the car and I ended up snoring my ass off in RC’s lap. Ended up waking up about 30 min away from our hotel.
It is 8 in the morning and she wants to go straight to go and see her parents. This is another 40 min away from where we were staying and I feel a bit on the rough side. Never mind, as they say, freshen up and on the road again.
Hit the village and everything went in kind of slow motion mode….
Her parents were nice enough but obviously the language barrier was preventing me to talk about building foundations design…so what do you do?? You decide to use the universal language of getting rat arsed together and since I had a new bottle of Vodka in my survival pack, long story short, her dad ended up falling off the chair, asleep under the table. I was eyeing off the hammock and decided, I’d have a short kip in there.
Of course the fucking thing did a 180 degree swivel and I landed ass up in the bushes much to the amusement to everyone around. I like to make a good impression on the first day 🙂
I also found out that RC has a bike there…sweet. Now, I’ve been riding bikes since I turned 16 here in OZ. This one hadn’t been ridden for ages….battery stuffed, no oil, seat half ripped up by all the kids, back wheel stuffed with half the spokes loose as and much more. I thought, let’s get the bastard fixed and we don’t have to worry about drivers while we here. The guy fixing/servicing it spent over half a day on it and I thought ‘shit, this is going to hurt in the back pocket’…RC comes out and says ‘800 Bath” I go ‘U shitting me, right?’ Nope….
The first one started to piss me off after the first day…RC more so as apparently she overheard the staff talking about her, pissed me off more when the aircon didn’t work, the TV only had one channel and more importantly, nobody wanted to help us to get some food….Ok out of there next day, 2 secs down the road and we’re good….everything works and they had a restaurant right next to the hotel you could get a feed to your room.
But, and there is always a but, the place had about 200 (no shit) chickens running around outside of our bungalow…so you know what I mean.
Also it had a swimming pool and doing the traditional Oz thing, I couldn’t resist jumping in fully clothed….
Nice town, everywhere we ate was good. As our hotel was about 100 m down from a cop shop, there was a police check point every day/night and believe me, they pulled plenty of people over. Now, RC does not have any current/valid paper to ride a bike, so we had to do the ‘going through parking lots and backstreet shit’ but we never had any trouble.
In town, RC decides she wants to colour her hair black much to my bemusement ‘you’re Thai, your hair is black last time I checked’.
Off to the salon…fortunately the boyfriend of the chick owning the place is an Aussie, so while she gets her hair done we smash a few beers. RC’s hair at the end is ‘double black’….ok, matches my clothes.
Now, this is the big one with about 10,000 stairs to get to the top and they are not built to Australian Standards. When we went, the gods thought ‘haha here he comes’ so they turned the temperature up a notch to about 50 degrees.
I survived and actually enjoyed the experience.
On the way back, the old call of nature kicked in in a number 2 kind of way. way. There were enough amenities round but I’m not much of a fan of the squat thing, especially when you’re wearing jeans and boots.
We stayed at a nice place near the airport for the last two days. Coming back to Oz sucked a bit, especially when I got back to Perth and it was absolutely pissing down, but ‘never mind, right?’
Enjoyed this trip immensely. RC is ok as I saw her interact with her family in her own environment out of the Bar scene…good girl, bad girl? Don’t know. I got what I came here for and no, Graham, no marriage looming.
Maybe, if she’s still around when I come back I will see her again….or maybe not…
@Lomeo, it was good to meet you. Say hi to Juliet and see you next time around.
All you guys, live long and prosper…..