1 night in Bangkok. Part 2
1 night in bangkok. part 2.
on my way back i had another night in bangkok. this time i'll have it planned perfectly, i thought. i had a copy of thommo's pocket guide, [url]http://www.whorist.com/bangkok-guide-2[/url]; i'd reviewed it and this site. i mean what could go wrong.
the guide is good. i stand by it. well i did, until it fell out of my back pocket some where in don muang airport. serves me right for not following thommo's advice just to print out the portable section and instead trying to stuff 30+ pages in my back pocket. anyway, the plan was nataree, gulliver's, [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord901][CodeWord901][/url]'s and maybe mango's and end the night with a nana street or liquid disco girl. staying at the central nana hotel on soi 4 off sukumvit road, i figured this was doable. ambitious? nah. and it was planned like a military campaign, so nothing could go wrong. ok, so i had lost my reading glasses as well, but i wouldn't need those.
ahh, but i did need a plug converter as i needed to get at thommo's guide on my out of power laptop, as the nana hotel is all 2 prong plugs. so across to the other side of sukumvit road to the supermarket on soi 5 (very useful place. much cheaper wine than nana hotel. but not cooled). and as gulliver's is just across the road from the supermarket, i'll just stick my head in there.
now i thought gulliver's would be a bit of a meat market, but it came across as a fairly high-end bar full of mixed groups just chilling. not a whole lot of single women around when i was there 9:30pm ish on a tuesday evening, but i was in a hurry. anyway, i keep walking through the place right to the back where the pool tables are and spy a couple cute early 20s looking girls in the latter stages of a pool game. no other guys around, so i hang out and as they finish i approach them. one turns to eat some food at the bar, so i talk to the other:
"so. are you available for short time." straight in. hey i'm on a tight time schedule.
"what do you mean." she says smiling at me.
"huhhhhh, hmmm, uhhhh" i'm sure i wasn't even that coherent. i mean she looked early 20s, so in my mind i was expecting rejection and acceptance if i was very lucky (thommo had prepped me to be ready for either) , not anything else. author not on his game.
"well, which of us would you like" i hadn't thought about that either (geez, who is running this show.)
"uhh, both of you would be great" ok, i was getting my game back on.
"no, we're sisters. you have to pick one" ok, i hadn't caught the family resemblance or seen that coming. slipping again.
"well i pick you then" the other one was well involved in her food and not paying much attention. besides, the one who was talking to me was cuter. they both looked early 20s.
"where is your hotel" i know this one, i know this one!
so off we walk back to soi 4. her english is good. she's in some sort of long-term english program and her and her sister were just out for a night to play pool. with the possibility of hooking up for her, but not the sister. she says she does this every month or so. we get back to nana, still talking. man her english is good. grab a couple beers from room service. carry on talking. what was the plan again?"you should take a shower" she says. now i remember what i'm doing and somehow the realization i'm coming down with a cold / flu or whatever seems to also register.
so we slowly get down to business and mr. johnson is certainly going in more holes than normal. 2 or was that 3. more talking. more sex. and more snippets of conversation.
'i went with you because you were still handsome' phew, i'the passed thommo's test.
'and because you weren't professional like the rest. how are you, what's your name, another question, then short time? ' hey, i win one – i was time pressured and cutting to the chase for a quick acceptance or rejection. but if that comes across as not 'a player' – bonus.
out comes the laptop and google maps and we find her home town in northern thailand and the place i grew up in england (holy feck, you get to see the front door of your house now with street view in google maps – but not in thailand just yet – just the top of the roof of the house)
'my name is *' oh i didn't catch that – crap the beer and this cold are spacing me out. later that evening while mounting her from behind 'you can see my name in the rose tattoo on my right shoulder blade' and i picked today to loose my reading glasses.
and so a great evening and night passed with a lovely girl talking, screwing and looking at stuff on the laptop. it was nothing like the night i had planned – debauchery – but it was so different from my plan and expectations and she really was cute, that it was a great night.
and the moral of the story is. i haven't a clue. oh, yeah: if you're lucky you'll end up with an evening in bangkok beyond expectations or just plain way off base, but in an interesting way: go with the flow, but make sure you have your reading glasses with you. and if you happen to catch yourself mounting a young looking, thin thai girl from behind with a rose tattoo on her right hand shoulder blade and her name in the middle of the tattoo – post her name will ya.
and i have to stay longer in bangkok next time as i owe a few drinks for all the great advice from this board and from thommo if he's around. if i can't pay it forward, i can at least pay for a few beers. now back to normal life, ughhhh. cheers all.
At the risk of being told to RTFF. What would you choose between Bali and Bangkok
A first time newbie from Australia to either of them with four nights to spend.
