Pattaya Trip Report. Day 1, Arrival
Pattaya Report – Day 1, Arrival (May 9).
This report is a continuation of my initial Bangkok Report followed by my Phuket Report. Experienced Pattaya travels can skip this day's report. I did no mongering, and am only recording what I did upon leaving Phuket and some of my experiences, thoughts and observations on the evening of my arrival in Pattaya.
I checked out of the see&and hotel in Phuket at noon. I had them arrange transportation to get me to the airport for my Bangkok Airways trip to Pattaya (UTP). The cost was 700 be, and it took about 45 minutes. Flight 282 was to leave at 3:15, but it was delayed and didn't depart until about 4:30. UTP is pretty small, so deplaning was fast and it only took a few minutes for the luggage to appear.
One thing I was a bit concerned about was getting transportation into town. I had emailed my hotel to ask what they recommended, but never got a reply. Well, I should not have worried. After you collect your baggage, you go through the exit doors and to either side of you will be girls telling you to come get a taxi ticket for 250 be. They are not really taxi's, but mini-buses. They hold 9 or 10 passengers, and you simply tell the driver your hotel, then he drives to Pattaya and drops you off, one by one. Piece of cake. I think they also have regular taxis there that will take you directly to your hotel. Not sure what the taxi fare would be, but I read (but didn't confirm) it was set by law to 700 be. A taxi would be a bit faster unless you happen to be the first one off. I was the third stop, which wasn't bad, but with the late departure from Phuket, we arrived in Pattaya after dark in Saturday night, high congested traffic. Because of that, it took around 75 minutes to get to my hotel.
I chose to stay at the Dynasty Inn due to its central location and, perhaps most importantly, it is a non-smoking hotel. Also, it has been well reviewed here on the Pattaya Hotels board, e. G. Meaning it is girl friendly. I will note that on the hotel maps, the hotels seem like distinct entities easy to get to and identify, but in reality Pattaya, like Phuket and even Bangkok, is one continuation of structures with no open spacing. If there is a square foot of open space, it will be filled up. So I was totally disoriented when I arrived. The driving dropped me off and I was looking for the hotel. It was down an alley and I didn't see it at first! In fact, on the map, it appears that to get to the beach from the Dynasty Inn, one has to walk in a northern or southern direction, then turn on a side street and walk to the end. In actuality, you just exit the hotel, hang a left and walk a ways and you are there. Very easy, but don't forget the street (Soi 13 for me) or you can get lost.
Check in was easy and when I got to my room I was very pleasantly surprised. I will later report in the Pattaya Hotel review board more about it, but it has a real shower and it has drawers, so I was able to unpack! It does have that blasted magnetic dongle attached to the mechanical room key that removes power to the room when you leave, but at least the A / see cools the room quickly and you can control the speed of the fan. But still no wash cloths! What is up with that?!
Anyway, when unpacked, I headed out to get the lay of the land. I headed to Beach Road, which was very congested with motor vehicles and people. I turned towards Walking Street, which wasn't an unpleasant walk in the relative cool of the evening. I walked pretty much the entire length, taking it all in. I was saying "Wow, I am here" to myself, but becoming a bit overwhelmed. Phuket did not quite prepare me for the sheer magnitude of it all. And while Phuket had mostly open bars where the dancers were in full sight, all of that was now inside so only the girls out front trying to lure you inside were visible. And there were a lot. I nearly forgot about the Soi's (sidestreets), and after I turned back at the end, I randomly went down one. The street I chose was not busy at all, and I walked the entire length to, what, Second Street?, then turned back around. I let some guys hustle me inside one bar that looked promising as I was getting thirsty and was curious. It was small and there were 6 girls up on a small stage dancing (2 topless), and a few more sitting down, but I was the only guy there! I ordered a coke, but felt really self-conscious being the only one and really not wanting to bar fine anyone yet. Before I finish my coke, a girl sits next to me. She is pretty enough and I let her get a LD (185 be for whatever she got). He English was poor so it was difficult to talk. She drank half and asked if I wanted to dance. I declined, then she left to go to the stage and dance with the other girls! What's up with that? Aren't you allowed to skip your turn if a guy bought you a LD, especially when he is the only dude there? I was about the leave anyway, but I was a little upset at her leaving me to dance on the stage, so I paid my bill and left. Sheesh. Sorry, I don't know the name of the bar, so maybe I am wasting bandwidth mentioning it as the info can't help anyone. (If I go back by there I will get the name and post it so you can chose to avoid them if you wish.) As I was leaving, another guy stuck his head in, seeing nothing going on, left. I should have done that too I suppose. I don't want to sit and drink when I where the girl to guy ratio is 10:1 and I am expected to buy LDs. But, indeed, there were a couple of really good looking girls in there, and with the assumption they were available for take-out, may have given a good deal. But, it was barely past 9 PM, so the evening was young.
I was tired by this time and wasn't sure if I really felt like doing any mongering. A night of rest might do me good. I kept an open mind and decided to head back to my room buy walk on the beach side this time. There were quite a few obvious FLers out. Some were very cute, but there were LBs in the midst. One girl I was eying first spoke to guy in front of me, and sounded liked she might have been a he. Sure didn't look like a LB, but didn't quite sound like a girl either. A few girls eyed me and a couple said Hi, but none I found attractive enough.
I was tired and reasoned that I could shower and take a nap then head back out around midnight. However, I slept and didn't wake up until after 2 AM, which would have been ok probably to look for stragglers, but I was comfortable in my soft bed and didn't. Perhaps I should have, as after that I seemed to keep waking up every 15 minutes and was having some strange dreams. But that brings us to Day 2.
I will close day 1 with the observation that a few days in Phuket does not really prepare you for Pattaya. The situation is different. Phuket is small scale, but more intimate I would say. I mean, I won't be making friends with some of the girls standing in front of the bars, or sitting down and playing games with one of them. I won't be walking up and down Walking Street 10 times in the night. But, the potential here is so much greater. I am interested in how it will all turn out!
Need Intel help: Which Go-Go Bars still go full Nude in Pattaya?
I am so sick of walking into Go-Go bars that are nothing more than: Bikini Dancers, Fashion Shows, Coyote no-show no-go's! I can see much more and better even in America! The Prude Policia are ruining the Pussy Play-ground here!
So I found a few that still have some hot chicks, that still go full-nude, not just for scheduled show-time of dubious value! Not Just topless, but full-nude, what a concept for strip clubs!
Please no BS lectures of "its Illegal" s so is prostitution but, well you know what! Just please no unwanted and un-needed advice or opinions like I get on other T-land BS forums of boring arse Farang retirees here.
Just share the list here or one or more, or in a PM, would be greatly useful and appreciated! Thanks so much in advance! May the Saint & Guardian Angels of Mongering Maestros be with those who do!
Mucho Gracias! And Munch sum GUcchi. Good Luck, stay safe! Screw the Prudes killing this dream-land, trying to make it family and prude friendly, like Vegas did and died, the same will or is happening here!
This has nothing to do with Indians
[QUOTE=Supmam;1718618]IAmRamesh86. Good come back, clearly some people responding have issues with Indians. Most likely without having met any.[/QUOTE]It seems that you lack the sufficient comprehension skills to understand that this conversation has nothing to do with Indians and is more about how you look and treat these girls.
And trust me I've met enough Indians in pattaya to stereotype all I want. But I know that anyone from anywhere can be a douche bag.
I think if your looking for the playground fights forum you should visit the Disney forum or something.
Cheers.
Pattaya Trip Report. Day 2
Pattaya Day 2.
I woke up not really sure what time it was. For some reason, I kept waking up during the night, not sure why, to some strange dreams. When I finally decided to roll out of bed it was 9 AM. I decided a prime task I needed to accomplish was to get some laundry done. I could have the hotel do it, but they charge too much so my task was to continue to explore my surroundings while searching for a little Thai place to do my laundry. A secondary task was to exchange some more dollars for Bhats. A third task was to check out some massage place.
It took some exploring, but I found a couple of laundry places. The one I will use is on Soi 13/3, where I saw actual people ironing stuff. Two other places I saw just seemed to provide a service, where I presume they sent the clothes out to be done. This place seemed to do it right there on site, though all needed a full day to get the laundry returned. I forgot to take a copy of my passport with me, so I didn't exchange any money, though in Phuket they didn't ask me for my passport. In the airports, at least, they do.
In my walking around I stepped over the beach side of Beach Road, and a lady who looked to be 60 asked me for boom boom. Sheesh, who wants to boom boom a 60 year old? Oh, I am 60! Well, who wants to PAY to boom boom a 60 year old? Haha I think there were a few others FLers out, but I wasn't interested. I noticed tons of massage places nearby, a few with some not-too-bad women.
I went back to my hotel room, worked on the above part of this report, then headed back out, with a copy of my passport and my dirty laundry. I exchanged money but was having trouble finding 13/3. 13/1 and 13/2 were fine, then I walked and walked and no 13/3. Did I miss it? I turned around and came back to 13/2. Strange how the streets are named. Soi 13, then 13/1, then 13/2 close by, then walk forever and pass a few streets with no names, and still no 13/3? What the heck? I turned around and found a Chinese laundry place on 13/2 so I just dumped my laundry there. They said it would be ready late the next afternoon. Fine. (As it turns out, 13/3 was just a little further down, but the place I really had wanted to drop it off at was on 13/1, and not on 13/3 as I had thought! There was one on 13/3, but not the one I was thinking off. To make this entire comical matter more comical, when I came back from my rounds, right across the Soi from my hotel was a laundry place! I had waked miles trying to find a laundry place and I had failed to notice the one that was right in front of me!
With my laundry dumped off and money in my pocket, was getting hungry but wanted to continue to explore. I was interested in the oft mentioned massage places on Soi 6, where reports indicated lots of full service places. I walked on to Second Road and hailed one of those blue pickup truck taxis for 10 be. I was following the streets. Soi 9, then Soi 8, then Soi 7 so right before Soi 6 I rang the buzzer and got off. Well, I have no idea what the next street was but is wasn't Soi 6! I kept walking, and walking to I finally got there. Again, what is up with these roads? (Later checking Google Earth, I find that Soi 6 is nearly half a mile from Soi 7!) My feet were getting tired by the time I got to Soi 6, where I found not that many massage places afterall, but lots of bars with pretty women out front. Being one of the few men walking down the street, I was open game and got lots of calls to come in. Most all of the massages places were at the beach end of Soi 6. I turned around and a pretty girl calls to me so I decide to go over as she is one of the better looking ones. He name was Paula (English spelling) at Kiss Kool. Her English was ok and she quotes $1000 B. I am not sure what she was quoting, but I pay the fee and she takes inside up two treacherous flights of stairs into a warren of small rooms with beds. We strip, then handing me a towel she takes me to a shower having a toilet, and washes me well. The cool water feels great, and she washes the sweat off me. Back in the room, she asks if I have a condom. Oops, no. No problem, she has some. I lay down and she immediately starts a BBBJ. She does a good job. She is in between my legs and she looks up at me as she does her work. But, I prefer to have couple of minutes to talk to the girl and do a little touching, rather than just dive in like this. It is taking me a long time to come alive down there, even though she is using a good tongue technique. Part of the problem might be she is using her hand so that barely more than my head can enter her mouth, so I am not feeling the full effect. As I start to get a little hard, she also strokes me with her hand, which is helping, but she still isn't taking more than my head in her mouth. Her hand stroking is wearing her out, but I am finally hard and I suggest she put the condom on. She does but she has collapsed from a tired arm on her back and wants me to enter her missionary. I oblige. Paula is probably around 30, plus or minus 5 years. Very nice body, only slightly worn. Breasts are a hand full but just slightly sagging. I don't think she has had a child, so I think the slight sagginess is due to age and wear. So maybe she is older. So hard to tell, but she is slender and feels fairly tight and I am slowly working up to orgasm. But it is taking work. I have a pretty girl beneath me, but I am not really feeling it sexually. I grunt and groan to reach the big O, but I approach that point of no return, the old body is asking the old brain if I really want it this bad now, or do I want to wait for later? Hmmmm. Maybe I do want to wait. So, that quickly, I lose the feeling down there and I stop, collapsing next to her. She is disappointed and wonders what it wrong. Nothing wrong with her, I assure her. She ties to re-awake him, and she turns so I can enter her from behind as we lay on our sides, but it doesn't work as he goes limp. We lay touching either other and had things started off like this I probably could have made it. She is sad, but I am happy enough and have no regrets. I am thinking of the beautiful bar girl I will be banging later that night and cunning inside of. We dress, I tip her 100 B, and she asks I see her again, and if I did, I am sure the session would be better. But, while pretty and while she might make a great FL LT back at the hotel, I doubt I will see her again. Maybe, but for a first trip to Pattaya, quantity, not quality, is the name of the game.
After that I walked back to my hotel on the beach side of Beach Road. Not too many FLers out that I could tell. I did see one girl that I thought I might be willing to do, and she winked at me so I stopped, but up close the warning bells went off screaming Lady Boy! Wow. I mean, the girls that are nearly 6' tall are obvious LBs, but this one seemed just like an ordinary girl in stature, but the face was like a guy. I told her no thanks.
I stopped for lunch at McDonalds just south of the hotel. I wanted to get online, but I can't figure out how to use their WiFi. It was the same in Phuket. There is a code on your receipt, so I got onto their network and entered the code, but then it asks for a bunch of other information. OK, this seems to be standard in Thailand, though it gave me fits at BKK. It had also given me fits at a Burger King, but in both cases I made it work, but at McD's, it says I have an invalid mobile number! It was valid with BK and BKK and even UTP, so why is my valid number considered invalid with McDs? I try adding some digits and subtracting some digits, but nothing works. I guess I will go to BK next time.
Let me note that I understand why some guys stick with MPs and FLers. Paula was a good as some of the ladies in the bars, at least in Phuket, and I had her for 1000 B. I could probably go back now and get her LT after she gets off work for no more than 2000 B and get pretty close to a GFE (just a hunch on the GFE part). And, as I have discovered, in a dim bedroom, a girl's vagina feels pretty good regardless of her looks (though there are limits, of course).
Anyway, back to Walking Street around 10 PM. Being Sunday I hoped the street would be a little calmer, but it wasn't. I distinctly saw bus loads of mostly Chinese tourists being hauled in, consisting of couples and lots of old ladies. Not sure why they are coming, but hundreds of them just walking around, interfering in the serious business of mongering. But I am feeling out of place. I step into an open bar playing live music and buy a Coke and watch the people for a while. Then I leave and start walking and try to figure out want I need to do. Hungry, I take a break and go to the Beer Garden for a burger. Wasn't impressed.
I finally decide to take the plunge and go into Sensations. They clearly have the best set of girls out front and, inside, they have a whole boatload of mostly pretty girls up on two long stages with guys along both stages sitting and watching. The girls are in two rows and they slowly rotate around so you see all the girls during a set. Each girl has a wrist band with a number. I actually ordered a mixed drink, wondering if that might help loosen me up. I see a couple of girls I would really like to take home (9 and 989), but I am still not sure how the system works. I think I can point to the girl, or tell someone, but is she actually bar finable and how many LDs must I by and.? You experienced guys reading this must think I am pathetic. Two girls take an interest but they are not quite my type. After their set is over they stop by. One really wants me to buy her a drink but I refuse. I leave a little after that when a guy comes by and implies that I need to buy another drink or leave. I decide to try another bar. I will say Sensations had some hot numbers in there. At least 30 girls, with many 8 and 9's. After I learn to man up, I may not back and grab one of those beauties.
With some shame over my performance, I proceeded next to Crazy House. It was a similar setup. After being seated, I note a naked girl on top of a table. I guess that is part of their thing, as there is an open shower between seating areas where they can rinse off. A column blocked part of my view so I could never quite figure out what that was all about. But they have a bunch of hot women too. I was thinking about calling one over when one came over to sit next to me, Pimmy. Not exactly my type, but pretty close. We talked for a bit then she mentioned her throat was a little dry, code words for she wanted a drink. I asked if she wanted one, and the laughed and said she didn't want to come right out and ask for one. I laughed too, as it was obvious, but I do hate it when girls come right out and ask for one. We touched each other a little, then after a while she said she needed to go to the toilet. After a few minutes she had not come back and when I scanned the area for her, yep, she was in line dancing at the other end. Argh! OK, that's it. I started paying my bill. She may have seen me as when I look up she had advanced to the stage in front of me and makes indications that she wants me to stay, but no, I protest when the club makes girls get up on stage after a dude has bought them a drink. There is absolutely no reason, when a club has way more than enough girls to fill their stages, that one who is being treated by a dude cannot sit out the dances. I do think that had she stayed, I would have bar fined her.
I headed back home around 1:30 AM. Beach Road had a number of FLers out, but most were LBs. I eyed a few cute girls only to realize once they got close or spoke that they were LBs. Some of them are really good! One I had eyed came over to me and asked I where I was going. Realizing by then she was a he, I just said home and for him / her to have a good night. He blocked my way and touched me, asking why. I said no thanks and tried to walk around him then the dude puts a vice grip hold on my Johnson. I say "owww" and knock his hand aside and then put up my own hand in the universal sign of "keep your hands off of me or else". He finally backed off. I saw cute girl later, she said Hi, I sad, "are you a real girl", trying to funny, but she replied with "where are you going" and, again, she turned out to be a he. Sheesh. I saw a few more FLers who I thought for sure were girls (less pretty), but I was turned off by then and just returned to my hotel.
Day 2 didn't turn out of well. I had a nice massage with a nice girl, but Walking Street, for me, was being a disaster, though it was all due to my own sense of being overwhelmed and not fully understanding the system. I have three more nights here, so I think I will figure it out. This isn't rocket science. I mean, I just go into the bar, order a drink, spot a girl I would like, point her out to the ever attentive staff, she will come over, I buy her a drink, and I either bar fine or see her going back up on stage. Do I have that right? And if a girl other than what I am looking for comes over, I just decline to buy her a drink and she will leave, no hard feelings. What could be simpler? I hope you other newbies are learning from my craziness and won't be the sissy I am turning out to be.
This is where a wingman would be nice, but I think tonight I am going to finally take the plunge. And this afternoon, I will try a closer massage place. I do see from my iPhone app I have walked well over 10 miles in two days, so I am due for at least a foot massage.