Pattaya Trip Report, Take 2 – Day 1
Pattaya Trip Report, Take 2 Day 1.
Ok, back in Pattaya for the final 5 days of my vacation that ends Thursday. The hotel ordered me a taxi to take me to HKT for a 3:10 PM departure on Bangkok airways to UTP. Cost for the taxi was 700. (The charge down from the airport to the hotel they arranged was 750 baht.) The airplane left about 10 minutes early and the flight to UPT was without problem, with an early arrival. I debated once again on whether to get to a private taxi or ride the van. The taxi was 1000 baht and the van / bus / whatever was 250. I was not in any hurry so I went with the van again. We departed at 5:03 and first made it in to the south of Pattaya for the first drop off just over an hour later. As we moved up into Pattaya the traffic got very bad. When we hit 2nd road it was totally backed up. I was finally deposited in front of my hotel, this time the Dynasty Inn, at 6:48. So, total trip time was 1:45. A taxi would have been maybe 20 minutes faster I estimate.
I headed out to WS around 9 PM or so. I first went to the New Yorker, I think it is called, for a lighter meal of fried rice. I need to purge out the McDonald's and Burger King junk. I-Bar is right there so I did a walk through first. Still plenty of seating and no sign of Pam. I was very tired from little sleep and did not want to stay out late. After eating, I headed down to Bliss to see Fon. No plan to BF her, no more BFing Fon, but to say Hello,. But, of course, she was not there. Fired already, night off or out with a client, I don't know where Fon was. My soda water was 90 baht, which included a 20% discount. This was a reasonable fee, I suppose, given they have a 1500 BF.
I then headed to Sugar Baby to see Bee. I did not see her, but when another girl came over to talk I asked about her, and when I mentioned she was the one with the big boobies she knew who I was talking about. She went and got her. (I had forgotten her number, which is 141.) That girl then remembered me, and pointed out to where I had been sitting with Bee on our previous 2 occasions. Bee was in the short skirt they wear, with her top opened up and breasts exposed. She was happy to see me, and she looked ravishing, but no conversation flowed. We talked a little, but I was hesitant to offer and LD and she didn't ask for one. It was time for her to dance and she left, and a short while later I snuck out It is not so much that I don't want to BF her, and I suppose I will go back and at least buy her a drink. I am still physically attracted her, but I have been there and done that twice, and the second time wasn't better than the first, so what is the point anymore? There are some other beautiful women to be with, though she is special.
Between Bliss and Sugar Baby, Sugar Baby was the winner. Bliss had more girls and, thus, more good looking girls. But I am respectful, and would not BF from Bliss with Fon there, nor from SB with Bee there. But Bliss I certainly recommend, but that BF can get you. Well, for that matter, the BF at both places is 1500. There are some lookers at Light House and their BF is just 700.
Went back down to I-Bar around 10:45 and it was still slow. Wnt to Red. Now I need to admit that this bar where they have singers and is not Red Car. I had mistaken this in the past, so in my past reports where I said Red Car I really meant Red. I am such a dummy. But I planted my butt at Red, had a real drink and should not have ordered those fries. Those steroids from Dr. Bangla (see my Phuket report on my contact dermatitis that caused me to go to that clinic) made me ravenous. They tasted fine, but the catsup was combined with mayo in same small container. I still don't understand mayo on fries. I tried to ask for just a container of catsup, but it was so freaking loud the waiter couldn't hear me. When the second act came on at about 10:30 they turned the music up louder. It was insanely loud. I put in my nerdy ear plugs, which brought the sound level form bleeding to merely splitting. I soon had to leave. These band members are going to have some tinnitus problems in a few more years. Only one band member I saw and any ear protection. After that, I finally figured out the place down the walk with the car in the way was THE Red Car, the disco. The sound coming down that little alley was ear bleeding so I didn't bother with it. I was tired and ready to go sleep. But, oh, I can go see Bell at the Light House first!
So I went there, not sure if I would just say Hi or if I might finally BF her. She saw me before I found her and she came right over. My soda water was 110 and her soft lady drinks were 150. Bell is bubbly and full of energy, always smiling, super tight, hard body but a little hard to understand. She wants me to BF her, saying I can do it today or tomorrow, but comments that I have been promising to BF her in the past and I never do. She plays with the boys a bit, but I know that if I see her tonight I will be low-energy and certainly unable to release with her just one night after my last (dern condoms), so I say I will come back tomorrow. She is a little disappointed, but more guys are coming in now so she might luck out anyway. The BF at Light House is just 700, which is good.
I leave and walk back to the hotel. I see no SWers until Soi 13, where there were several, but I just wanted to sleep. And I was feeling like a rat about lying to my Thai GF, who thinks I am leaving for home Sunday. Sigh. This girl is a keeper, and I am out cheating on her. She wanted to fly down the BKK to meet me at the airport to give me something she made for me. Sigh. Well, I have never made any commitments to her or ever used the L word, but if she knew what I was doing she would be devastated. Well, the time will come when I have to make a decision (or she will make it for me! She is supposed to be trying to get a visa, and this is a sore spot with me for reasons I won't delve in to, but if she gets it, then I will have to make a commitment. If she fails, then I don't know. I don't really want to marry her, and least not yet and not in Thailand. I could bring her over on a marriage visa, but I am not sure if after one visit I will be ready for that, or if I can get a second such visa if I later decide to go through with it. No way I want to live in Thailand, and I am not sure if she would consent to live in America, given her strong family ties. Sigh. Too many questions with no answers yet, so I keep mongering in the meantime.
But I digress. So, I go home empty, feeling like a cad to an extent, but not overly disappointed that I am alone. That Dr. Bangla fee set me back at little, but Sunday I hope to score on Soi 6, then I will have to decide about going to Bell for that long promised romp, or seeing someone else. I am a bit curious how it will be with Bell. She has an awesomely tight body, but how will that translate in bed? We have been friends of short, but will that translate to a near GFE? I have my doubts. Oh, I did ask her what her fee was. She said it would be up to me. Good answer. But I don't know.
Why I Keep a Journal and Take Photos
[QUOTE=FLHawk;1876567]it serves as a way to permanently document my adventures.[/QUOTE]I agree. I keep a journal of my adventures while travelling and I try to keep it up to date on a daily basis while the memories of the previous night remain vivid and fresh. Then after my trip when I am back home and have plenty of time, I go over my journal entries to edit & correct the grammar for posting purposes. In effect I re-live my good times when I go over them and make the final edit before posting.
I have found that without keeping a journal, many of my girls and many pleasurable nights sadly become vague and distant in my mind. Even the best nights begin to blur in my memory over time. But rereading a journal entry, even years later, brings it all back like it just happened. This is why I write.
Photos are real important as well to preserve those memories in a physical form and to serve as a quality control device. I am not kidding. If a girl still looks good to me 6 months after the night, then I KNOW I did good, but sometimes a photo evokes a "what the hell was I thinking" self response which focuses my attention to what I was thinking and doing right before I selected the "plain" girl. I then tend to choose wiser and not fall into bad decision traps on subsequent trips. Over the years this method has really helped hone my selection process ensuring the selection of pretty damn sexy hot girls every time and thus has greatly improved my game.