Due to the load up time for anyone without DSL or cable modems, I am posting the text only. The full version is already posted for those who wish to see all the pics. There are over 100 of them in the report.

Val.

A Westerner’s Sojourn to the East.


I will start to by apologizing for the delay in getting the report out. Not long after I arrived in BKK, my laptop went poof. When I got home I found that over half of the hard drive, processor and motherboard were fried. This even though the computer is dual voltage, and was plugged into a converter before power was applied. It has taken me about a week to retrieve what was left of my files on the hard drive and get it transferred to my new laptop. Of course the manufacturer would not warranty the repairs to the old when as it was “currency” oriented and they do not cover damage done by electrical burn ups. So my strong advise to you all is not to take your laptops with you to SEA as the power system is very dangerous for western equipment. Oh well, another $2000.00 lesson learned. (I probably could have retired off of what I have spent on lessons learned over the years)

Additionally I had to move upon my return, and “A Series of Unfortunate Events” descended upon me like a wet blanket. The house I am moving into is owned by my best friend of 25 years. I agreed to move in for 3 - 6 months while he sold it. Imagine my surprise when during the middle of moving in, the power is shut off. It has taken 4 days to get it hooked back up, as the house was flagged by the county for an electrical inspection when the power was ordered disconnected. So now, a week after my return, I am finally moved, and have power. Cable is the last thing, so I will post this when my cable modem is working again. On with the report J

Preface

This marks my first trip to Asia. I have traveled all of the Caribbean, and Western Europe. I have traveled extensively through most of Central America, and have been to Mexico several times. My first trek to South America was in February of this year, my virgin trip to Rio. The farthest EAST I have been is Fiji back in 1995.

Other than Russia, and Greece, I have never been to a country that did not have an alphabet at least similar to Western English. This would be my first trek to a land with Sanskrit as a basis. Looking through my handy phrasebook, I found myself increasingly convinced that this language was nearly indiscernible.

I studied many aspects of the Thai culture both in the library and on the internet. I acquired a half dozen tomes of wisdom and experience to prepare and guide me through the cultural challenge ahead. A veritable binder of info lay at my beck and call on the trip. I was ready…….

Having returned, just recently, I can now state without fear of contradiction, that I was sooooo wrong!

Thailand (and I assume much of SEA), is so different from the rest of the world that I have traversed. It was almost like visiting a different planet (albeit one with a 7-11 every 400 feet). I have put together though a brief list of observations about Thailand…..

1. I never saw anyone under the age of say 60 or so, that did not have brilliantly white teeth.
2. The Blow Job bar is the single greatest invention since breathing.
3. April in Thailand is like a perpetual shower of sweat.
4. Songkran is the most annoying holiday ever invented.
5. Negotiating skills are a must in Thailand.
6. Touts in Thailand are extremely aggressive.
7. Sewer system evolution is still in the dark ages in Thailand.
8. Thai is one of the most melodic languages I have ever heard.
9. Thai women are on the average, the most petite I have seen anywhere.
10. The myriad of food alternatives in Thailand is amazing.
11. Thailand is a much safer place to travel than Rio de Janeiro.
12. The cab drivers in Thailand try even harder to rip you off than in Rio de Janeiro.

I am sure there will be many more observations to come, these are just the first that come to mind.

With all this in mind, I have attempted to put down the events of my trip to Thailand, The Land of Smiles.

The long way over.

Wednesday April 13th….Day 1

I found myself quite excited about the trip. This was the land of ancient Siam. The architecture would be unlike any I had seen before. The women would be unlike any I had experienced. With this in mind, I headed to the DFW airport and then into the Red Carpet Club for coffee and a cigarette. I enjoyed the last American TV I would see for 2 weeks in the lounge and headed for the gate to board. Having arranged for an upgrade to Business Class on this trip, I was aboard and comfortably relaxing on the 757. As there was no actual Business Class on this plane, I was seated in First Class. When under way, I pulled out my beloved Wide Screen Laptop and watched an old classic film on DVD. AS “The Bridge over the River Kwai” came to a conclusion, I pulled out my current reading material and indulged myself for the last hour into LAX. Did I mention that I do not like the LAX Airport. There is no smoking even in the private club lounges, everyone there seems to be far more important than everyone else, and the food and beverage prices are far higher than the usual rip-off rate.

I made the trek to my gate and waited for the 767 to be ready. Taking my seat, I prepared to settle in for a nice long nap as is my custom on long flights. The personal Entertainment system had some good flix, so I just popped on my Bose Headphones (Can’t say enough good things about the Bose Noise Canceling Headphones, they are awesome). Anyone who travels a great deal should buy themselves a pair. I got mine at a kiosk in Denver Int’l. After a mediocre meal I dozed off into slumber. For some reason I could not stay asleep for long on this flight. Dozing in and out, I listened to music and watched our flight progress on the travel map on the entertainment center. It was an uneventful flight.

We arrived in Tokyo on time. Here are a couple of pics of the arrival in Tokyo.

Shoreline, Rice fields, Golf Course and Airport

Made a trip to the bathroom. If you have never been to Japan before you will find the pic amusing. You do all your business in the squatting position J. They did have western standard toilets as well. I retired to the Red Carpet Club for coffee and a smoke, and to watch some CNN Int’l. It was nice to be able to stretch and walk around for a bit.

Here is where I found an interesting cultural conflict. Later in the trip, I saw a report on the news about a train driver in Tokyo that was running 1 ½ minutes behind schedule, and so he took a corner at excessive speed and derailed, piling into a building and killing a bunch of people. The reported explained that running 1 ½ minutes behind was rare in Japan and a cause for concern, expressing understanding for the foolish drivers actions. My plane was delayed TWICE. Though an AA code share flight number, it was a JAL flight. Several other JAL flights out of Narita were similarly delayed for reasons unknown. We were over 2 hours behind schedule, and all around saw no concern for the timeliness issue at all…..go figure.

This was the first time in probably 6 or8 years I had been on a 747-400. I had forgotten how big they are. This prompted me to try and envision what the newly released Airbus Mega Liner would look like as I understand it is considerably larger than the 747 series. It must really be a monster!

The flight to BKK was uneventful and I was on the ground at 2:05 a.m.. Going through Customs and immigration was like any other trip I had made, and I grabbed a metered taxi from the stand. 350 baht included the airport exit fee, the drive to the Dynasty Inn and the Freeway toll charges. There was no traffic so I was at the Dynasty by around 3:15 a.m.

It was late, even the NANA hotel parking lot was empty.
On with the report…

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BKK at first blush J

Thursday April15th…Day 2 (remember, you gain a day on the way over)

I went up to the room and dozed in and out for about 3 hours. Got up at 6:30 a.m. and too a walk. Walked all the way down to about Soi16 or so, stopping for coffee at Starbucks along the way. This prompts another observation…Thailand’s coffee sucks almost as bad as Brazil’s. Yuck!

Around 9 a.m., I had a mediocre buffet over at the Nana Hotel, and went back to the room for a nap. Later in the afternoon, I got a call from Dave The Rave, making sure I was in okay. I had told him that I would stop in around 1 a.m. when I got in, but was a no show (due to the delays at Narita), and he was concerned. I found out that Bahtman was in town and he, Dave and I agreed to meet at the Bus Stop for an early dinner. Bahtman had just arrived in BKK, but unfortunately his bags did not, so he was doing some quick shopping (been there done that…lost my shirt!) I was genuinely looking forward to meeting DTR and Bahtman as I had seen a great deal of them on the board. Dave in his position in NAN Plaza, and Bahtman for his legendary photography.

Having a couple of hours before I met the guys, I decided to hit a spot that I had been waiting for all the way across the big water. Lólita's! I had heard so many things about Lólita's, that I was nearly salivating as I walked the short trip to Soi6. There I selected a yummy little spinner by the name of Jum. We had a drink, some caressing and a few kisses as we walked up the fight of stairs. At Lólita's the girls all hang around out front. You pick the girl you want. If you do not pick a girl, one will follow you in and attend you. The difference between the location in BKK and the one in Pattaya, is that the BKK location has a third floor with FS rooms, and Pattaya does not. BKK location is smaller and not as comfortable, and the service is provided in a couch on the second floor that looks like if was taken from corner booths in a bar. The Pattaya location does not offer FS, but the service rooms on the second floor are clear, private , air conditioned, and have those great BJ chairs which are quite comfortable. The second floor service area of BKK is not air conditioned, and has only a weak fan. It was tolerable though.

Jum and I went up to the couch, she pulled the privacy curtains shut. She cleaned me thoroughly with cool towlets, and went to work. She never let up and clearly was very skilled at her art. I found myself holding off for quite some time to savor the experience. It was most excellent. Finally after about 40 minutes, I couldn’t maintain control any longer and lost it. A huge CIM. She giggled, and it came spilling out. Apparently, I had hit her tonsils with a jet, and she thought it was funny. The bill was about 750 baht. 600 for the BJ and the rest for a couple drinks. Where else can you get an amazing BBBJCIM for $15.58! I got my Frequent Cummers card, got it stamped and headed back to the Dynasty for a shower before Dinner. This was when I was first educated on Songkran. It was only a few blocks, but I was drenched and covered in paste before I got back. At first I thought there were just a lot of assholes on that section of street, but as I rounded the corner of Soi4 , I was really pasted and soaked….by a boy of perhaps 6 and an old woman of perhaps 60! Both were laughing their asses off all the while, as the onlookers clapped at their stunning success.

Hmmm…this is interesting. My spell checker did not recognize the renowned Bahtman, and has generously offered these alternative spellings! Bahaman, Batman, Batmen Bath man and Bath mat. Which would you prefer Bahtman? J

Sitting at the Bus Stop diner waiting, I was struck with an odd thought. As facilities go, The Bus Stop was a duplicate to many places I had eaten. From the Virgin Islands to Costa Rica, From Aruba to Fiji, it was a typical tropical design and layout. But it was completely foreign in feel. Not a single language I recognized within ear shot. No other foreigners (at that time). It was a beautiful little diner, with a warm inviting atmosphere. A bi-lingual menu which was very helpful. Also, the worst tasting Orange Juice I have ever had. It had an after taste that left the same taste on my tongue as the sewage odors on the streets had left in my nose. Dave later explained that the homemade Orange juice here had that funny taste, but the processed stuff tasted just like in the US or UK.

Bus Stop pics:

After a while the guys showed up. Dave I recognized from his pic here on the board. Bahtman I would never had recognized having only seen glimpses of his hairy while belly or legs in the fringes of some of his more “involved” pics J

With them was a lovely Thai gal named Wan. She was Bahtman’s girl, and proud of it. Not shy at all, she possessed a disarming smile and an arsenal of other imposing assets. My opinion of the great Bahtman inched up another notch. If this was his game, I would definitely enjoy the play!

DTR, Wan and Val

I had read that the food here at The Bus Stop was excellent and was eager to give it a try. I gave the fish and chips a try, as they were recommended by Bahtman. It proved to be an excellent recommendation. This was a fine dish and enjoyed it immensely. The Catsup bottle was interesting. I know it is strange, but for some reason I am always compelled to take a picture of the catsup bottles in every country I go to…..weird. Hey if anyone ever wants to see my Catsup bottle photo collection, let me know LOL J

How can I describe Bahtman…A kind, generous, southern gentleman. He has an amazingly calm, relaxed drawl common in the south, and uses it to devastating effect. Every woman he was with or met on the whole trip was” a darlin’, such a sweetheart, oh my God, I just loved her to death” (slowly with a southern drawl). Lest many of you Northerners fall into the old trap of thinking a Drawl indicates limited mental capabilities, be forewarned, Bahtman, for all his disarming laid back appeal, possesses a vast vocabulary and the mental agility to bring it on when appropriate.

Some of my favorite Bahtman sayings, I overheard, and just had to write down…..

When referring to yet another “darlin’” who sought his attention, he stated that he “enjoyed her favors and documented it appropriately“. LOL

When referring to a little spinner from Pattaya who had begged for anal sex, he stated “It was my highest honor to be the instrument of her self-degradation” ROFL

What made them so funny was his complete sincerity in making these comments. Bathman, you are one of a kind and I am proud to count you among my friends. I really hope you will be able to make the Rio trip with me later in the summer.

Yes, that’s right folks, I have convinced The Thailand Tube Stuffer, The Pattayan Plow, The Stalker of Siam, The Great persuader of SE Asier….The Bahtman… to give Rio a try!!! If the rest of the trip had turned out a disaster, this alone would have made the trip worth while!

It was a great time. Well, onward…


So, tonight was my first trip to Hollywood’s. I got a couple NAN pics just as the sun began to go, and the marquis lights had come on.

I found Hollywood’s to be a very nice club. Pretty clean and with a good choice of lighting. It was cool enough with the fans going and they actually served excellent coffee. A premixed Nescafe coffee that comes with cream and sugar included. It was great to be able to enjoy two of my favorite things together this way…Coffee and beautiful, scantily clad women!
I found myself admiring the beautiful Miss Sai early on. Bee was there, but had a very unhappy look on her face. In fact Bee had an unhappy look on her face the whole time I was in Thailand. Dave later explained that she was having man problems. Too bad, as she was a hottie and I would gladly have BF’d her if she had been a little more fun looking.

I decided to BF Miss Sai. Here is a pic she let me take at the club

She was absolutely gorgeous. She was also, unfortunately, one of the worst P4P experiences I have ever had. She did not want to kiss, she did not want to give a BJ, she did not want her tits played with. She wanted to fuck and be done. Now, normally, I would have just kicked her out at this point, but I did not know Dave real well at this point and did not wish to create a problem. It is early, I was horny, she was totally hot, and I figured I see Dave’s response on the issue after I let him know how lousy she was.

So I pounded her silly and dumped a load. This is not the way I like sex. I am more of a quality over quantity kind of guy, and generally love a slow, sensual experience with lots of kissing, caressing and generally sharing in the pleasure. On this occasion though, I felt that rewarding her little attitude would only encourage her to do it to others, so, I let her have it. She had trouble getting me in, which is strange as I am only slightly above average in size, and refused lube when I offered. She also left a small spot of blood on the sheets, so I think she might have torn a bit. Dave later pointed out that the Thai girls only use Vaseline as Lube for some reason. Has anyone else run into this issue. I had Wet Platinum, which is far better than KY.

After Miss Sai left, I went back to Hollywood’s. Dave wanted to know how it went and I was quite frank with him about Miss Sai. Dave seemed very upset. As the night went on I grew to see that Dave was more upset about it than I ever was. Finally, I told him to relax. I was a big boy, I had chosen her not him, and it was part of the game. It happens in every country, and not to worry about it. I don’t think he quit worrying about it, but at least he calmed down a bit.

Dave is an Interesting fellow. A brit through and through, I found him an amazing bundle of energy and enthusiasm. He constantly flutters about seeing to any and all needs and administering a kind but firm hand with the staff. Excellent management skills (I provide management communication and dynamics training as one of my consulting services, so this is something I pay a lot of attention to.

I do think that Dave worries to much about making us Hombres happy, and puts out far more effort than it is worth. He is just that sort of guy. A guy I am happy to call a friend.

Anyway, to make a short story long, I ended up BF ing a waitress named Apple. She was adorable. She looked a bit Japanese, and had a great smile and shining eyes. Here is Apple:

Apple was a great deal of fun. A great kisser, loved BBBJ, attentive and cuddly she let her inhibitions go and enjoyed the little death several times, much to my pleasure. A great time. I ended up BF ing her several times during my times in BKK. Definitely a sweetheart. Not as cute as many I saw there at Hollywood’s, but a great personality and a wonderful toss on the sheets. I was unsure about being able to sleep that night as my internal clock had not synchronized yet, so I cut her loose after about 3 hours. A great time, and the two pops were a joy to nurture along. I slept fairly well, but was still dragging a bit the next day. I found out this evening that Bahtman was heading to Pattaya tomorrow morning, and he offered to show me around there, so I will be heading down to Pattaya early and then returning to BKK early.

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Pattaya Bound

Friday April16th….Day 3

Hmmm…for some reason despite several attempts, it only posted one of the two NAN Plaza pics. Here is the other one:

Okay, on with the report…..

I woke up later this morning which was a good this as I was dead tired. Called Bahtman. He had though he could take the Dynasty shuttle, but when he found out the outrageous price for non-guests, he took another ride. We agree that I would call him when I got to Pattaya.

My stay at the Dynasty though brief, had been very nice. The room ( in the new wing), was clean and comfortable. The price was excellent, and it is right in the heart of the NAN Plaza/Hotel action. I recommend it to any who ate coming to BKK.

I boarded a very nice, new, clean, well air conditioned mini-bus from the Dynasty and headed south to Pattaya. A few pics of a Wat under construction along the way:

It only took about 1 ½ hours to make the trip. I arrived and checked in at the Dynasty Inn Pattaya. Nice, New and very clean. The rooms were both larger and nicer. For some reason I spaced completely on taking pics of the Dynasty Pattaya…..sorry.

Called Bahtman around 1:30 p.m. We agreed to meet after a time. I decided to check out Lólita's, Pattaya. This location was a little harder to find. From the Dynasty, you go up to 2nd Street. Turn left and walk down towards lower numbers. Here is the tricky part. The Dynasty is on Soi 13. You pass Soi 12 and head toward Soi 11. In between the two, you will find another Soi 13. Also known as Soi Diana. You turn left, passing Beefeaters (fairly good steak I might add) and head down the street. The first actual left turn you can make (at the 7-11) is the street Lólita's is on. It is down on the left.

There I selected 2 little honeys for some extra fun. The girls were Rin (pronounced Lynn), and Noi. It took all of my self command to hold off more than about 20 minutes with these two as they drained my hard. Wow! That chair is really cool!2 girls equals 2 punches on my frequent cummer’s card. Yummy!

Met up with Bahtman. We did a walking tour of 2nd street in the lower Soi’s. We took lots of pictures. Bahtman is a real pro. Of course his way cool state of the art bang bang, humongous Digital Camera, with the giant telephoto lens, wrapped in a specially designed waterproof cowling (which all by itself cost 4 times as much as my whole camera) did not hurt!

I want you all to know that Bahtman works very hard to get the great pics that he does. I sat back in a back with a coke, while he got drenched, pasted, and pestered en route to some awesome pics.

Bahtman also spends hours of painstaking research on his subjects.
BTW, I received permission from BM to post these!

Here are a few of the pics I took. Notice that everything has to be sealed in Plastic to avoid getting drenched or ruined in the case of cameras, cell phones and money. Yes Money. The Thai currency runs when it gets wet. In fact that is one of the ways they spot counterfeits, as the counterfeit bills are of too high quality and the ink on them won’t run J

We went back to the hotel and cleaned up. Bahtman called a gal he know in Pattaya “such a sweet young things, a real darlin’”…etc: and we met her at The Hopf Restaurant and Hotel. Admirable attempt at Pasta that was mediocre at best, but the company was good.

We headed along the beach toward Walking Street. In theory (although not always in practice I found), the Songkran bullshit stopped at 6 p.m. so we did not get wasted on the way down there. We looked around. Bahtman pointed out which were the most popular clubs and then he and his lovely friend departed to do some “Research”.

I wandered around Walking Street, and then went over to Soi13/1. Found a bar there called The Wonderful Bar. BF’d a cutie named Mod.

A real sweetheart. Hugged me al the way back to the hotel room. Gave a great BBBJCIM in the shower (this was actually the best BJ I had on the entire trip which is saying a lot). We went to the Wonderful Bar 2 which is on the corner of 2nd Rd. and Soi 13. Had a few drinks with the girls there, while she showed off her aging trophy (me). Then went back up for round two. This was long slow and sensuous, just the way I like it. Had another session in the morning, equally pleasing. The only bummer was that she would not allow any pics because she was afraid they would end up on the internet and her other Falong friends would quit sending her money. She left late morning and headed back to what ever little burgh she came from. I snagged a rear pic as she was heading out. I never saw her again in Pattaya, so I guess the 1500 Bt. Was enough to solve whatever crisis brought her into town. Too bad, she was great!

On to day 4!

Wide Eyed in Pattaya!

Saturday April 17th….Day 4

Well, I slept well last night, saw Mod off after a breakfast at Das Berliner, a couple of doors down from the hotel. This is a fairly good German Restaurant. As a raving fan of Schnitzel (both Jaeger and Wein Style), I really enjoyed the food here. It is not at all a fancy place, and has not view at all, but for a good meal, it is a nice stop.

Called Bahtman, and we met to go to the Mall. I think it was called the Royal Garden. It fills a block between Beach Road and 2nd Road. Nice, modern full coverage mall. Air conditioning was a bit of a shock coming in out of the oppressive heat soaking wet from Songkran. Bahtman and I intentionally stayed out of a lot of air conditioned places during Songkran as you are generally soaked from Head to toe and the A/C freezes you solid when you walk into it.

Mall pics:

I was able to procure a cell phone here and the appropriate Sym chip. At last, I had a phone and could communicate with friends over here from somewhere other than the hotel!

We parted ways for a while, and I went back over to Lólita's for the daily BJ. Today I only took Rin Held off to the last and really unloaded on the poor girl. Got another stamp (it is actually a manager’s initials) on my FCC.

Early afternoon, Bahtman and I went down to walk the Soi 6-8 area. Songkran was in full force here. Also there seemed to be an incredible number of Lady Boy’s here. I was a little bit paranoid about this. Someone on this board made the observation that the most beautiful women in Thailand are men. I found that in many cases this was true. They have definitely refined the process to an art form here.

Here are some of the sights on the Soi’s:

Everyone had giant 55 gal. Barrels full of water. Water trucks came by every once and a while to fill them for those who did not have a hose running into theirs. Other trucks came by selling huge blocks of Ice. These were the worst as the water they were shooting at you was freezing and most unpleasant.

A little side note here. I was talking to a local Falong, who explained that the government is finally trying to reign in the Songkran activities as the holiday was causing several serious problems. One is that it happens during the dry season, and several times during Songkran, the towns will run out of water pressure as the partiers use it all at a speed that exceeds the water departments ability to supply it. The second, more serious problem is that although it is against the law to shoot water into the face of a bike rider, approximately 150 people die every year from having a bucket of water hit them in the face and causing fatal accidents. I did notice that the worst offenders of this were the Falong. These people really angered me as they were not celebrating the Thai new year, but rather were using Songkran as an excuse to be unmitigated assholes. I saw many of them shooting old ladies, children, even a guy in a wheelchair.
This was infuriating and I had more than one confrontation with these lowlifes.

Anyway, I digress….back to the story J

After Bahtman and I went our ways, I stopped off for a bite to eat and headed down to Walking Street. Checked out Peppermint Patty’s. A bit slow, some lookers, but it was still early. Went over to The Dollhouse. There were mixed quality girls in here. A couple 7 -8, but mostly 4-5’s. I did notice however, that this place had a really nice clean and pleasant smelling restroom, something I found uncommon there. Also noticed that the girls really liked chasing after the 20bt ping pong balls. You would think they were made of gold they worked so hard to get them. It was funny.

Went to Soi 8 again and stumbled onto Bahtman charming yet another fresh flower of Asia (naughty man). While we were sitting there entertaining the girls with the silliest of humors, I saw an absolutely smoking’ babe playing pool in the back. She was nearly flawless……too flawless. I looked at Bahtman. Lady Boy, I asked? Yes, he replied. Major bummer.

As the bars began to close, Bahtman made his way off with his little hottie. The gal I had been entertaining, was really nice, but just didn’t turn my crank, so, much to the Mamasan’s dismay, I did not BF her, but instead headed to a Bar called The Bodega. Here I found that things were still going! I struck up a conversation with a gal named Noi. She was about a 7, and had a great smile. She also was a great kisses, which is big on my scale, so I paid the 300 bt BF and we headed back to the Dynasty. It was a most enjoyable session. Pretty good BBBJ, and although I have to be in the mood for it, turned out to be a great 3 holer, tight in all places! We sessioned only once that night as I was fairly tired, sat in the smallish bath tub together for a nice caressing massage (I had a couple of candles and we put some music on the TV since my laptop went poof). It was great. I was awakened in the morning to another BBBJ, with CIM. We showered, had a 95 bt breakfast at the hotel across the street and she was on her way. This is the lame part. I was enjoying myself so much I completely forgot to even try for pics. She is one of the few that would probably have allowed me to take some…..arghh!

A couple of observations about Thailand at his point in the trip. I am a man who is virtually never intimidated by anyone or anything. However, I found myself quite intimidated by my complete inability to communicate here. This has never caused my a problem in any other country. I think it is that SEA is so completely different than any place I have ever been before. The people are very friendly, the cities are modern and although they have some unusual modes of transportation, I found that given the layout in Pattaya, for example, the systems for transportation are actually quite logical and provide exemplary service to the people. I did notice, that the Transportation systems are skewed toward the major arterials, and that if you are going more than a couple of blocks off a main track, you had to negotiate a fee with a Tuk Tuk or find a cab who would actually use their meter.

I have found the Tai people to a culture steeped in tradition. Every time a girl would step on the stage in an a-go-go for example, they would turn ever so slightly to face the ever present Buddha shrine in the corner, up near the ceiling and Wei the shrine. It struck me as a little funny to go through this ritual as you step on stage to attempt to get a man to take you away and pay you for sex. I read that there are over 13,000 Wats in Thailand, a country barely twice the size of the state of Wyoming. It has along and illustrious history. “A unified Thai kingdom was established in the mid-14th century. Known as Siam until 1939, Thailand is the only Southeast Asian country never to have been taken over by a European power. A bloodless revolution in 1932 led to a constitutional monarchy. In alliance with Japan during World War II, Thailand became a US ally following the conflict. Thailand is currently facing armed violence in its three Muslim-majority southernmost provinces“ (CIA fact book).

At the end of World War two, the office of the OSS (the precursor to the CIA), sent an American by the name of Jim Thompson over to BKK. After leaving the service, he opened a silk manufacturing company. The Thai’s tribute him with single handedly reviving the Silk industry in Thailand, and opening Thailand back up to the western world. He became a social celebrity in Thailand, and was elevated to almost mystical status when he suddenly disappeared on a hiking trip up north somewhere. Neither he nor any of his personal effect have ever been found. It is one of Thailand’s most popular conspiracy stories as they seem to feel that the CIA was responsible. His estate was left to the State and is now a fabulous museum. I will post picks later in the report when it is chronologically accurate.

Unlike his portrayal in the movie “The King and I”, this King of old Siam was actually responsible for opening trade to Europe while remaining completely free of Foreign rule. This is completely unique for countries in the region. As I sat on this morning sipping coffee at Starbucks and looking out over the beach, I reflected on these points. I began to see how the people of this region had evolved into the culture they are, and I found a great deal of respect growing within me for such a sturdy culture, that has not lost all of it’s roots, as so many that I have traveled to have.

Gratuitous pic of the daily Starbucks session J

The Beach at Pattaya

More to follow as I get it compiled…

The Great Yobana

Sunday April 18t….Day 5

Slept in a bit today…it was great to be able to spend a morning relaxing after the frequent wake-up early problem. Decided on Das Berliner breakfast Had a nice traditional breakfast and decided to try to get my laptop fixed. Spoke to the people at the front desk of the hotel. They recommended a place just up about 5 blocks north of 2nd road, down on the Walking Street end.

I was very concerned about getting both myself and my laptop soaked by the revelers, so I opted to allow myself to be extorted by a Baht Bus driver. 100 bt for a 5 minute ride (in the cab). At the repair place, they told me it would be a week, and that they would have to order in a new set of Windows XP for the repair….yeh right…a week and $300 for what would probably be a pirated copy of Windows. Took the computer back to the hotel . Epi sent me an address for a place in BKK to get the repair, so I decided maybe I would wait and give that a try (Thanks, BTW, EPI, that was real cool of you). When I got back to the Hotel, there was a note in by box, from fellow CH Member Yobana. He was staying at the “Robins Nest-Ur-Raunt on Soi Diana 13. Hey! I thought. That is right next to Lólita's!

I hit an Internet joint for about a half hour and then went back to the hotel (soaked as usual).

I called Yobana’s room to see if he wanted to do Lólita's with me, but he already had a honey in his room, so I told him I would stop over after I hit Lólita's. At Lólita's I selected a gal named Nong, as Rin had been rotated to the BKK facility. The service was it’s usual high quality BBBJCIM! Got my FCC signed and headed over to the Robins Nest.

At the front counter, I was told that he had gone out. I decided to hang and get a bite to eat. I told the gal at the counter that if she saw him, to tell him I was over in the corner, eating. I ordered a Cheeseburger. What arrived was a HUGE Dbl Cheeseburger. It was great, but I could only eat about half of the burger and fries. The Robin’s Nest’ is a British joint, was clean and quaint. If it was a little closer to the action, I would want to stay there.

Once finished, I moved to one of the front landing seats. There was another American sitting there. He was from the West Coast. I did not get his name, but we chatted for about an hour and a half, as we watched the girls throw water on everyone that went by. I decided to wait until 6 p.m. to head back to the Hotel as Yobana had indicated that the default plan would be to meet at my hotel at 7 p.m. A couple of interesting things transpired as this fellow and I Sat there on the front deck observing the Songkran festivities. One was that a Thai fellow went running past shooting a very real gun in the air at chasing someone down the street. I had though he shot down the street, but this fellow I was with, said he had actually pulled it up when he fired. All the Falong with the exception of this fellow and I, ducked and ran back into the hotel. I thought this was silly as by the time he started firing, he was over half way past the hotel and clearly intent on a target farther down the street. The fellow and I just kinda chuckled. A while later, the girls at the bar across the street got a little to wrapped up in their water tossing that they forgot to see who they were splashing. Unfortunately, at that moment, 2 police on a motorcycle went by, and they caught it right in the face. They hit the breaks, came over to the gal, who was Wei-ing (sp?) profusely, took her big blue tube (this size of squirter is illegal I was told), and broke it over his leg. He did not write her a ticket but chewed her ass pretty good. All of us at the Robin’s were having a good laugh at this gals expense!

Here are a couple of low quality pics of the shooter, and one of the gals.

Also a pic or two of this totally hot waitress at Robin’s. Sadly she could not be BF’d, or I would have snagged her and shagged her in a NY minute J

Finally, around 6:15 p.m. I ran back to the hotel, and cleaned up so that I would be ready when Yobana arrived at 7 pm. At about 7, Yobana called from the lobby, so down I went on down to meet him…..It was the guy I sat and talked to for all that time over at Robin’s. We cracked up. Just goes to show you how careful some of us are when we meet strangers while on mongering trips. It was hilarious!

We walked down Beach Road to Walking Street. Just as we arrived there, this Thai guy jumps out and squirts me all over the chest. I had already had enough of this crap, and it was well after the time everyone was to stop this shit. It shoved him in the chest and shook my finger at him, pointing at my watch to indicate the festivities were over for the day, using a very stern voice. He throws his hands up in the air, “I not know, I not know”. Yeh, right, Falongs all know the rules and the locals don’t? Bullshit. We walked off. As it turns out we had to dodge a number of squirters right there on walking street.

We went first to Peppermint Patty’s. It was CLOSED! Closed? WTF?, so we went to Happy A-Go-Go. IT was Closed! Huh? What is going on? No one seemed to know why they were closed. So we went to The Dollhouse. It was only so-so, so we tried a place that Yobana is a regular at. He knew a lot of the girls. There were a couple 7-8’s but on the average they were only mediocre. I can’t remember the name of the place. Yobana, what was it called? Anyway, the talent was only so-so, but the personalities in here were great.

After that we went up into Shark. This place was just plain annoying. We had not even gotten a drink and the staff was forcing their way onto my lap asking where I was staying and did I want company. I tried several times politely to decline, but they just got pushier. Finally, I emphatically waved at them to leave me alone, and they left. Yobana seemed to be having a similar problem, so we finished our drink quickly and beat feet outta there.

We went over to Supergirl. Not crowded when we arrived, and there was a lady attendant in the men’s room who saw to your needs and kept the place spotless. I was impressed. As we sidled up to the stage bar, we both made comments that his place had the highest volume of hot chicks of any place either of us had been in Pattaya. There were easily 8-10 girls who rated above an 8. I was shocked. They also had frequent, high quality specialty show, ranging from black light ribbon dancing to 3 couple doing lesbian acts. HOT! I was hard pressed to decide, but finally picked an adorable little spinner. #45 Nok. She was smoking’! Yobana agreed that she was definitely one of the finer women in Pattaya. I paid the BF, and said my good byes to Yobana, and Nok and I headed off to the crib. She was really something. The only complaint I had, was that she had a freshly pierced naval, and was very sensitive about it. Any time I touched anywhere near her navel, she would jump. Once we settled down, and she got over her fear of he apparently enjoyed herself, because we sessioned twice even though it was ST. having her belly button tweaked, we had a great time. Nok was 18, about 4’10” and probably 90 lbs, with concrete shoes on. We had a good ol’ time! Would not allow pics, as she said her Falong boyfriend would be mad if he found out she was working while he was gone (I gather he lives there). Oh, well, I had a blast, so I did not really care. Spent about 3 hours and then she headed out and I crashed. It had been quite a day!

Thoughts about Yobana…He is a very reserved fellow. Has been to Thailand several times, and was quite at ease. He is an intellectual, but has found a way to be very charming to the ladies at the A-Go-
Go’s. He was a fine fellow, and I would enjoy mongering with him again some day. Thanks, Yobana for the company and tour of Walking Street, it was a lot of fun J

Dazed for Days in Pattaya!


Monday April 19th…Day 6

Day 6 is pretty short and sweet. Today was the last day of Songkran. I don’t know about everyone else down here, but I was Songkranned out, and was not about to do the last day. The interesting thing about the last day of Songkran is that all the stoppers are removed. Even the police are legitimate target on the last day. It is said, that the largest concentration of partiers are camped just outside of the Police Dept. location on Beach Rd. It was around Soi 10 or so IF I RECALL CORRECTLY. Also the last day has BY FAR the MOST people participating in the lunacy. With this in mind I was extremely cautious about my selection for a breakfast destination. So I went to The Haven for breakfast. The setting was nice, it was only 5 squirts, 2 bucket splashes and 4 paste dodges down Soi 13 towards Beach Road, so I gave it a shot.

The meal was good, although not exceptional. I decided to come back here for dinner though as some of the sea food was live, local and you could choose your victim.

Also, noticed for the first time (duh), that the coke bottles are bi-lingual as in many other countries, in English on one side and Thai on the other

After breakfast I returned to the Dynasty to arrange for Laundry service….uh oh, the service is unavailable because like most non-bar businesses, they are closed for the last day of Songkran. I will have to try express service tomorrow (at a 50% surcharge). Plan ahead on the laundry. Same day service costs half again as much guys!

Spent the day, reading, writing in the ever present journals that I am creating to give to my kids when they grow up, and napping. The problem with my defensive fortification approach was that I was really horney, but did not want to do the whole dodge and dash thing outside. Only one solution to this problem….Lólita's! Paid the extortion fee to the baht bus driver and made my way there.

Headed over and saw Nong for a truly yummy experience. God I love BBBJCIM! If I could get this with any regularity, at home, I would never leave the house. Obviously, I could not as I am recently divorced LOL! Then back to the hotel for a little nap

After about 7 pm. I went over to Beefeaters and enjoyed a great meal, and then headed out for the sights. Did not really feel like covering a lot of ground tonight as I had been a couch potato all day, and was feeling decidedly lazy. So I walked to long and arduous, 80 feet to the Wonderful Bar 2. You can actually see it in the background of the pic I posted , earlier of Mod’s ass on day 3.

There I met and befriended a gal named Joy. She was not a spinner as I usually take, but was about 5’6” and 120 lbs. Nice, fairly large, natural boobs (a big plus, as I had had my fill of little boos for a while).

She was a little professional, but spoke SOME English and was very oral. I love kissing and fondling, and she had the right goods to fondle. There are times, when bigger tits are greatly desired. This is where the Garota’s of Brazil earn some very high marks. Joy had really nice tits, and I spend about an hour sucking, fondling and otherwise acting like a kid in a candy shop. Then she went to town on me with a very good, BBBJ. I did not want to finish that way though as I had already had a BBBJCIM earlier from Nong, so I spend the next hour taking an unguided tour of her various possibilities until I could take it no more and cut loose in her beaver with a mighty roar! It was excellent!
Sent her home then, so that I could relax and not be bothered. This is odd as I am usually a cuddler afterwards and actually prefer to have the gal stay LT. But I was in an odd mood at that point…oh, well.

Tomorrow promised to be water and paste free!!!!

A Shopping Mecca for me!


Tuesday April 20th…Day 7

Today, I grabbed a quick breakfast at the Dynasty, which was quite good by the way (although the coffee still sucked), and headed out shopping. Mike’s Mall, the Royal Garden, and a hundred little street vendors were all in a days shopping. It’s funny, because my ex always wanted me going shopping with her and I always hated it. She would spend outs in every store looking at everything, when I knew she was interested in buying anything. It really pissed me off. I like power shopping. I have an idea what I want. I find it. I negotiate the price, I buy it. I move on. All in few minutes! That’s the way to shop! I took a few pics of some of the goodies I bought after I got home. I did not think to so it while I had everything in one place such as my hotel room of course, so most of them have already been given away to the recipients. These are things I kept for myself J

Hand Carved Water Buffalo Horns. These are carved on both sides and are awesome. IF you could find them in the states, they would run about $200. Here in Pattaya, 2000bt ($52).

These Racing Team Shirts were some great pick-ups. Bahtman grabbed a couple as well. I managed to get down to 300 bt ea (I bought 5 though to get to that price…gifts you know)

A variety of T-Shirts were acquired ranging from 250 bt for this one down to 120 bt for an awesome painting of the “Bridge over the River Kwai” shirt. Having just seen the movie, it was a must have, especially for a WWII history buff such as myself !

Little items such as these engraved or raised key chains were negotiated from 75 bt. Down to 45 bt, when I amassed a sizeable group of purchases.

Teak is a good buy here, and so I picked up this little box for 235 bt. The asking was 320 bt. The tags you see on all of these are the ones I made for duty calculation.

This is a photo album I found. They were available at several booths ranging from 300 to 460 bt as the asking price. I managed to get it down to 270 as part of a bigger buy.

As an avid collector of Coffee mugs, these Starbucks were really nice. No negotiating with Starbucks though. 250 bt. Each.

This was one of my favs as well. I love Steins. This one was very ornately done, for the asking price of 800 bt. I managed to group it together with some shot glasses and other nifty little items and get it down to 675 bt.

I collect a variety of weapons. Most are not in the Martial Arts category ( I have from Claymores, to limited issue Gill’s, and Solingen Chris knives). The asking on this was 500 bt. Which is laughable. I ended up at 300 bt. I also bought one for my closest friend that had only 3 blades, but which were longer.

Afternoon brought the urge to purge so I ran over for my daily pipe cleaning with Nong, got my card punched , and headed back for more shopping. Interesting point here. The US Customs has doubled the duty free allocation, from $400 US per person to $800. This meant that I was free to gather all manner of really cool stuff that I would never be able to find in the US. This place is truly a Shopping Mecca, and I found the prices to better in Pattaya and the Selection better in BKK.

After a snack and a nap, I headed over to Wonderful Bar 1 Soi 13/1 and 2nd Road. There I BF’d a cutie named Nid. She was only a mediocre experienced, but was very enthusiastic, so I can’t complaint too much. She was fresh off the farm, which means that she was not hardened, but also meant that she had no idea what she was doing. Oh, well, it is all a trade off!

Kept Nid LT. I guess the good thing about a new girl was her willingness to do anything I told her too. So it was great sex with a lot of positions, Cumming in the pussy from spoons position (one of my personal favs). We then took a nice long hot soak in the tub, with some music and candles. We washed each other thoroughly, with lots of not so subtle caressing (another of my favorite activities), and she gave me a massage. It was not particularly good, but she gave it a great effort and I valued that.

After the bath, we ordered some room service and then got back in the heat of things. I am not always into anal, but this chick had an ass that made me salivate all night. I started with the finger in her ass while she was riding cowboy, then two fingers, then 3. I lubed her up good (yay, a Thai chick that let me use my lube), then slowly worked my cock into her ass. I had brought 3 pocket rockets with me. I had given one to Apple (which brought a BIG smile to her face). I had pulled out another one before we started, and this I applied to her clit while I was working my way into her. She was a trooper and took it in the pooper, and after only about 10 minutes I dumped a huge load. It was running all down the inside of her leg, and she was grossed out, so we took a shower. We then snuggled up and went to sleep. I was pleasantly awakened to a slow blow in the morning and after almost an hour, blew a third load in her mouth. What a great little gal. I did get her number, as she seems very trainable, and when I go back, I want to take here for several days.

Well, thus ends the 7th day…

A Return to reason.

Wednesday April 21st…..Day 8


Woke up this morning and indulged in another quick breakfast at the Dynasty. I have come to appreciate the consistent quality and service level at the Dynasty Pattaya’s coffee shop. Unlike BKK’s coffee shop, which leaves a lot to be desired, Pattaya’s is quite good. I wish I had tried it sooner in the trip.

I spent about an hour and a half doing some last minute gift gathering. These are among my favorite buys. I got five of them. 2 for myself and 3 as gifts. The came in 3 sizes. Small medium and Large. This is the medium, measuring about 2 ½ feet wide by 1 ½ feet tall. They are hand painted and very sturdy. They are just gorgeous. Asking was 400 bt. But I got them at 300 bt each when I bought 5.

After shopping I went back to the hotel and readied for the shuttle back to BKK. We left at 1:30 and got to the Dynasty BKK at around 3 PM. Immediately headed to Lólita's to see Jum.

When I got there I found that Rin from Pattaya was also working dayshift. Hmmm. Both give a really great BBBJCIM. Jum was my first and I had not seen her since I left BKK 5 days ago, but I had been serviced by Rin many times and was very fond of her technique…..Well, Jum is A LOT cuter, and I can take her up to the 3rd floor for FS if I want. Also, I had told Jum on the first day I saw her, that would be back the next day. Then I decided to go to Pattaya with Bahtman, and was unable to come in, so I felt I should show her I was not full of shit….and she is awful adorable, and doable….So Jum it is.

I explain to Rin that I have already been promised to Jum. She is cool with it, so I buy her a drink with Jum and I, then Jum and I head off to the third floor. My first time to the third floor. They don’t offer FS in Pattaya. Jum takes me up to a smallish room. It is plain and not all that nice. Not dirty, just old and rather threadbare. Just the same, We cuddle (Jum is a MAJOR cuddler, one of the things I will remember about her the most). Lots of DFK and free roaming hands. I also pulled out the freshly sterilized pocket rocket , and give her a great buzz while we enjoy the foreplay. Jum is about 18 or so, little, maybe 5’ and 90 lbs. The epitome of the term spinner. She also has got a great skill most girls on all continents have never learned. Eye contact. She stares deeply into my eyes all the while that we are together. While blowing me, while I am fucking her, no matter what the position, and especially while either of us is cumming. She has beautiful eyes and it is a major turn on to watch her cum staring intensely into your eyes. We enjoy several positions and I finish in face together on our sides, looking into those beautiful, glazed over eyes. Wow! She was so yummy! She is now my new favorite on the trip. Apple was the best overall sex, but Jum was the most intense. Well, I get my card punched again and head off to the hotel.

BTW, make sure you are on the right side of the street when you go to Lólita's.

If you turn to face the wrong way, this is were you end up!

Decided to go to the Mall. I take the Tram to the MBK. This is a great Mall. I did not really shop here as I had procured all the gifts and things I needed, but I wanted to see it. It was most impressive!

The Mall:

The Tram system is large, modern, inexpensive and safe.

Headed into Hollywood’s around 8 PM. I had noticed an unusual gal there, and wanted to try her out. Her name was Por. She is petite, has an adorable little figure and a great smile. She also has a lazy eye. I thought for a few minutes about this, making sure that I had not become so eclectic that I was selecting a gal just for the novelty of doing a lazy eye. Having concluded that this was not the case, I BF’d her and off we went.

I was not disappointed. She was a good kisser, gave a great BBBJ, and was the most physically responsive gal of the trip. Not really the best lay of the trip, but excellent and responsive none the less. We spent 2 hours and I popped twice, which I was not sure I could do having had a really intense session with Jum only 3 hours before. She was a lot of fun. I would recommend her to you fellow Hombres.

I went back to Hollywood’s after that. Por went off somewhere else. When I got to the club, Dave rushed over. “Val! Come over here. I want you to meet a few other Hombres!” I follow him up to the couches and am introduced to Mano_Poderosa and xbrutex. Two very disparate personalities to say the least. Mano is well educated, very successful business background and quite reserved. Xbrutex is an outrageous Irishman who loves to party and is brazen in his gawking at the girls everywhere. We had coffee, and then the three of us (with brute’s girlfriend) went to a street side after hours bar. It was actually a cart, which is rolled up after the regular businesses close. I gathered that Mano, who has spent a great deal of time in Thailand, has ferreted out all the after hours golden nuggets. We had a drink (Coke for me), and after a while I called it a night. Manos had connected with a non-pro and was well on his way to securing a night of bliss for the price of a few drinks (smooth Manos!), xbrutex had wandered off somewhere and did not return, and I went back to the hotel for a much needed rest.

So ends another great day in Thailand!

Remaining pics from Pattaya

Second Rd.

Soi 8

Soi 6

Beach Rd.

Land of Smiles and OTHER Facial Gestures…

Thursday April 22nd…Day 9.


Woke up this morning, showered and headed over to the Bus Stop for breakfast. It was so nice not to have to dodge the Songkran crew, that I strolled along at a slower pace that usual, just to savor the freedom!

Had a mediocre breakfast. It was okay, and cheap, but nothing to write home about. About 8:30 a.m. I decided to head out on my day of sight seeing. I hailed a passing taxi and headed of to Jim Thompson’s house, about 2 miles down the road. As we arrived, an employee waved the cab into a very nice circular drive, opened my door and Wei’d me. The cab pulls away. I greet the gentleman who provided the service with a smile….We’re closed! he said. I think to myself, why did this idiot wave us in here, open the cab door, wait while I paid for and dismissed the cab, and exchanged greeting before telling me this? I look around. There are no other cabs, Tuks, Motorbike taxi’s nothing. It is a quarter of a mile just to get back to a main street. Sheesh!

I pull out my guide book. Shit! It clearly states there that it does not open till 9 a.m. I walk back up the street to the Blvd, and head down towards Soi 4. I come across a McDonald’s. Not my favorite place to eat even back home, but not much is open, I am starting to sweat in the rising heat and it is air conditioned inside, so I decide to have coffee and an apple turnover.

Again, I was met and Wei’d at the door by some clown:

I waited out the time. About 9 a.m. I headed back toward the Museum. An interesting thing happened along the way. There was a beggar boy on the sidewalk. He asked for nothing only held up his hand. He was filthy, skinny, and had a badly mangled leg. He was perhaps 10 or 12 years old. I though about my children at home, and felt a little lurch in my heart for this poor kid. I don’ generally give money to beggars as there are so many pros about there, but I decided to give this kid a treat. I gave him a purple, and reached out and ruffled his hair.

His eyes lit up like a kid in a candy shop. He half crawled, half limped to his feet, and standing on one leg, he Wei’d me. I Wei’d back, and turned to go on my way. As I turned, about a dozen Thai people down the sidewalk, all bowed and Wei’d me. They were shopkeepers, street cleaners, even a couple of guys doing sidewalk construction. It was strange, but made me feel good. I we’d them back as I passed them on my way. On gentleman stepped up to me and told me that I had a good heart…in English! He walked along with me. Do you know the boy? I asked. No, he replied. But most Falong just ignore the needy with contempt here. It is unusual to see a Falong treat a needy child with such generosity. He Wei’d me again and we parted ways as I turned down the road to the Museum. A most interesting experience.

After a time, I arrived at Jim Thompson’s House. A museum dedicated to the American who came to Thailand near the end of WWII and almost single handedly revitalized the Thai Silk industry. As Thailand had sided with Japan in WWII, the country was suffering greatly during it’s recovery period, and Mr. Thompson was elevated to a position of great social standing here as a result of his efforts. He became a saint like legend in Thailand after his sudden and mysterious disappearance some years later. He left his estate and grounds to the Government to be used as a museum, and they honor that agreement even to this day.

Pics:
There was a nice gift shop there on the grounds. It would of course be high priced, but it had an excellent selection of books not only on Jim Thompson, Thailand and Bangkok in general. It also had a great selection of material on Angkor Wat, which is something I had been searching for and so I bought a stack of books and headed out to see a few Wats. Here are my Book selections, ranging unfortunately from 500 - 2300 bt.

I grabbed a passing metered taxi and instructed him to take me to the Royal Palace. He said there was a UN meeting going on and that he could not get to the Palace today, because of all the barricades. Looking as we went along, I did in fact see a lot of barricades, and police checkpoints, but we were a long ways from the Palace. All this should have raised a red flag at this point, but for some reason, I played the 4th Stooge role and took his advice that I catch a water taxi up the river. I had read about them in my guide book. It said that they are readily available and that a small private water taxi is pleasant and inexpensive. Also, I had been told by many people that seeing Bangkok from the River was a “must do” experience. Lulled into foolish complacency by these comments and recommendations, we headed off to the pier.

Of course, it turned out not to be a water taxi, but a tour boat. 1500 baht. I told the boat operator, that I did not want a tour, just a taxi to the palace. Same price he says. I wave a gesture if dismissal and head back to the taxi area. As I turn to leave, he says, “I like you Falong, so I give you good deal, 1200 bt!“ I laugh, yeh, right! My driver is still there. Hmmm…….oh duh Val, he gets a commission You fell for one of the oldest tricks in the book. It tell the cabby, to take me to the Hard Rock Café’ instead, that I don’t want a tour, just a taxi. He frantically tries to get a “special” price. 800 bt? No, No, No! Take me to the HRC, please. Obviously annoyed at not getting a commission he takes me to the Hard Rock. Interesting thing to note here though. Apparently some of the tourist services here may be negotiable. I had not though about that before. Hmmm, 800 bt. That’s almost half price. Maybe I will come back and take that tour later, as so many have recommended the river tour.

I am an avid collector of HRC shirts and coffee mugs. Almost always get a shot glass for my best friend, and occasionally a ball cap. I am a Millennium VIP which gets me some special discounts and free stuff, and even though they are stupid outrageous prices, it is one of the few foolish hobbies I grant myself. I have been to HRC’s in about 15 countries and have been to a dozen in the US, so I have a pretty nice collection. Here, of course is a pic of the buy:

Headed back to the Hotel for a clean up. Made my daily trip to see Jum at Lólita's. Did FS upstairs again as she was just so tasty I could not help myself.

Back at the crib I showered and took a little nap. Later, met Dave and he took me to a restraunt called Via Vai . It was an Italian place on Soi 6 right across from the entryway to the street Lólita's is on, and just past Corleone’s., another Italian place that is not as good. The food here was excellent as was the service. I highly recommend this place to my fellow mongers. The owner is Milanese, and the manager is from Rome. The options were wide ranging. The Minestrone’ was authentic and excellent as was the pasts. I selected Penne (my favorite) with the house sauce (Via Vai). Dave enjoyed his meal as well. Here are pics of Via Vai and surrounds.

I headed out to Hollywood again. Mano and Bahtman were there. Bahtman had somehow managed to get Dave and some of the girls to grant permission for him to shoot photos of the girls. Bahtman is one smooth character, I tell ya.

Mano and I went down and met Ironmanx02, who managed on of the clubs downstairs. He is a Very big Gentleman having obviously spent many years in the gym. Dave refers to he and IronManx as “Twins” referring to the Schwarzeneger/Devito film. It kinda fits actually J

Mano and I then went down to Soi 33. Here we visited Napoleon’s and the Office. Both were very nice, had a decidedly refined air and were a bit more expensive. However, the girls spoke considerable more English and the atmosphere was very nice and relaxing. We ended up hanging and flirting till closing. We grabbed a cab back to our respective cribs. I went out to the Nana Hotel parking lot and grabbed a little gal named Wan (Not the Wan mentioned before and after this post). We went only short time as I planned on starting early the next day and did not want the morning hassle, so we did the deed and I sent her home. Cute, but not a great experience. Just a hot little fuck really. BBBJ, hard ride then BBBJCIM. 800 bt, and I tipped her 100bt more.

Crashed and burned for the night!

Pt. 1 The Smiles just get bigger!

Friday April 23rd…..Day 10. Part 1


Woke up this morning a little tired, but feeling pretty good. Ran down to the Bus Stop for breakfast, and hit the convenient, but overpriced Internet café across the street from the Dynasty. A short time checking e-mail, and trying in vain to get even remotely caught up on the Club Hombre board activity. Fun, but frustrating activity. I generally log on once or twice a day to see what is happening with my fellow mongers. I have found that when I am traveling, easy access to the internet is generally hard to find, unless one attends an internet café. I guess I will have to increase the frequency of my Internet café trips as I find that I miss a lot while I am gone, and it is often times very hard to get caught up.

Next, I ran over to see Jum for my daily pipe cleaning, and got my card stamped. Only one more and I will get the freebie!

I headed down to the river and went to the Royal Palace and The Temple of the Emerald Buddha”

Here a few picks taken along the way

A typical street side shrine

Even when converted to western script, the names are still a mouthful!

On to the Royal Grounds. The first pics are general pics of the grounds as you first enter. An interesting event here. There are big signs telling everyone which clothes are and are not acceptable on the Wat grounds. No Shorts, short sleeve shirts etc., The interesting point was that sandals are not permitted. They wave you over to the right, to a shed, where you must place a 100 bt deposit for THEIR shoes. You must pay 15 baht to purchase a pair of sock, if you are not wearing any. They then issue you a pair of “shoes”, which ironically turned out to be…..sandals. Further, they were cheap sandals with soft black soles which would have left 5 times the scuffs as my leather Gucci’s. Since you get the deposit back in full, I cannot see a money making angle here, and the rules seemed to selectively enforced, as many Thai’s were wearing sandals. Since everyone is required to remove their shoes when entering the Wat anyway, it just seemed a little stupid. I suppose someone in the government might related to a sock manufacturer, although at 15 bt ($0.45), I doubt there is much profit there……strange.

As you enter the Temple of the Emerald Buddha, there is a sign telling Falong where to go.

General pics of the Grounds.

Continued in part 2.

Pt. 2 The Smiles just get bigger!

I have never been to a place where so much architecture of such cultural significance is packed into such a small area. This place was just amazing. These pics are of a scale model of Angkor Wat, Cambodia. It was incredibly detailed, and my favorite sight of the day, by far. It was located in the heart of The Temple of the Emerald Buddha.

The imagery painted on the walls along the walkway is beautiful and plentiful.

The Temple of the Emerald Buddha. This was an incredibly ornate and revered temple. Of course all who entered were required to remove their shoes.

Onto the Royal Palace. Parts of this were closed as the Royal Family was in residence, so there are less pics of this area.

This was a beautiful set of grounds. It was meticulously manicured and maintained. It would have been nice if I could have actually gone IN an of these buildings, but all were locked up. Bummer.

On to The Temple of the Reclining Buddha!

See Part 3

Pt. 3 The Smiles just get bigger!

Next, I went to The Temple of the Reclining Buddha. This was a Massive Statue. Over 100 feet long and 25 feet high. It was one of the most amazing statues I have seen anywhere. The feet were covered Mother of Pearl symbols and signs. It was quite impressive in both size and detail.

The Statue:

Pics of the grounds. There sure were a lot of Buddha statues here.

This is purported to be the building in which a relic of Buddha himself resides.

The Falong Statues. These were given European features to represent the European influence in BKK.

General Pics

The outer wall and Monks

There are statues in the Blvds all over the city. Some of them were historical some relating to the Royal Family.

BTW, here are the current Metered Taxi Fare Tariffs. Many times I had a driver tell me the fare would be 100 or 200 bt to get down to the river area. When we arrived, the meter showed 65 or 70 bt. These guys will rip you blind if you do not REQUIRE them to use the meter.

After all this, I was sweat soaked from head to toe and exhausted, so I went back to the hotel. I cleaned up and went over to Tony Roma’s for dinner as I was really in the mood for an American style Steak Dinner. It is not cheap to get an American Style Steak dinner in BKK, but it was worth it!

Too tired to play tonight, so I went back to Lólita's and took Jum up to the 3rd floor for full service. It was definitely yummy and when I hit the pillow at only 9 PM, I fell asleep almost immediately. What a day! An amazing experience in Thai culture and history. It was one of the most enjoyable architectural pursuits I have ever experienced. Like is grand. All this amazing stuff to see, Bow-Job-On-Demand service, and yummy little spinners every 20 feet! Aah, the wonder of it all!

Spinning down.

Saturday April 24th……Day 11

Woke up kinda stiff this morning, which wouldn’t be so bad if it was my dick that was stiff instead of my back. Guess I should have carried a little less in my backpack yesterday.

Headed across the street to the Internet café. I discovered that they make an admirable Cappuccino, and indulged in a couple as I scrolled through the various sites I was surfing. Downloaded my camera onto a disc.

Off to breakfast at the Bus Stop, and then over to Lólita's. It was Jum’s day off , so I took another gal. A cute little thing. For some reason her name escapes me though. Anyway, I had my needs fulfilled and headed back to the hotel. I read for a couple of hours and then took a nice long nap.

Later that evening I went to Hollywood’s. I had intended on taking Poppy this evening. She is a total hottie with a beautiful smile and personality. We had drinks, and laughed at some of the crazy antics of the other girls. I then found out that she had already been Bar Fined by another guy, and she was waiting for him to return and get her. Oh well, it was fun to hang with her. I was in an odd mood, and so I decided that since I was leaving the next day and this would be my last night in Hollywood’s, I would do something nice for the girls. I still had a load of Baht in pocket, so I sent a waitress to get change for a 1,000 bt not. I then tipped every girls on stage 100 bt. That got things cheered up a bit. I also tipped each waitress 100 bt. And I tipped the Mamasan 500bt. This is of course A LOT up money to be giving as tips, but I felt like showing my pleasure to the ladies my last night. I had spent a great deal of time in here. At first the girls gave me a little attention because I was sitting with Dave, but after a while, they were hanging around me a lot just for the joy of company. There are a lot of beautiful girls in Hollywood’s, and sitting with several hotties all hugging and kissing you for an hour is quite a healing activity to an aging man such as myself.

Well, Dave comes up and as usual wants me to meet someone. He introduces me to his best friend Kuhn Leigh. KL is a really nice guy, and a local Falong. He and the ladies were having a great deal of fun, and his command o the language was clearly a significant part of his success. I resolved that as complicated as it is, if I ever got the chance to spend any significant amount of time here, I would get tutored in Thai before I came back. A beautiful language for beautiful people.

Since Poppy was taken (I was really bummed about that), I grabbed Apple again and we headed out to play. We had a great time as usual, and slept soundly. A very relaxing day. So relaxing in fact that as you may all have noticed, I did not even take my camera

Onto Day 12.

A farewell to LOS (Land of Spinners)

Sunday April 25th……Day 12

My last day in Thailand. I started off by packing and doing my duty list. I had pulled all of my unused condoms, a spare Pocket Rocket, and an unopened bottle of Jose Quervo aside and left them for Bahtman. I did not want to have all those condoms in my bag going through US customs (It turned out to be good foresight as you will read later). I could barely fit all the goodies I had purchased into my quite large bags, and I took the time to admire my acquisitions. This stuff would have been impossible to find in the US, even at a outrageous price. I was quite pleased with myself!

Ran over to the Bus Stop for breakfast. There was a bunch of really cute waitresses there and I lamented at not having taken any of them while I was here. One thing about Thailand, and that is that you can find willing playmates EVERYWHERE! It is such a target rich environment that you almost cannot decide where to start and where to finish. I have never been anywhere that compared to Thailand in the sheer amount of options and the easy of acquisition. Astounding, truly astounding. I am really gonna miss this place.

At 10:30, I ran over to Lólita's for my last time with Jum. She was there thankfully, and I took her to the 3rd floor for FS. We actually ran overtime by about 30 min., but no one said anything. I guess being such a steady customer had bought me a little leeway. I really wish that I had been able to get picks of Jum. She was adorable, and I would have loved to have a few pics to remember her by. They are very strict about pics at Lólita's I found. Too bad.

I checked out of the Hotel and had my bags locked in the luggage room by the desk clerk, and went over to see Bahtman at his hotel.

Oh! This reminds me….The night before I had been on Soi 4 and I had taken a couple of interesting pics. These are different.

An elephant and rider. The rider would sell bags of peanuts to you at a mark-up and let you feed the elephant. I did not care to feed the elephant, but did take a pic.

The great one is of a street side vendor selling food. Yes, FOOD. People actually eat these BUGS!

Also, Dave shared with me some pics he took of a gal serving beers at the Jersey Bar. These are his pics (Hombre, please do not post these under my name as they are Dave’s pics). This chick was smoking’ and I was bummed that I would not have time to try to get her. God, she had the best tits I had seen anywhere in Thailand, and I was really missing nice big tits by this time. Thai women are beautiful, but the girls of Rio just have nicer tits. Anyway. Jersey Girl…

I got over to Bahtman’s and Wan was there. Bahtman took some time to give me some pointers on photography and Wan was kind enough to allow me to use her as a subject. Here is what I ended up with.

Well, that was fun, although I still have a lot to learn about lighting and backdrops. Wan was very photogenic, and I can tell that my pics do not do her justice. In fact I found that Thai women just do not photograph as well as Brazilian women. The Thai women are much more beautiful in person than the pics we all see posted here.

Bahtman, Wan, Dave and I went to the Bus Stop. The last pic of Wan was taken there. Had a great dinner, and then Bahtman and I left to get my bags. Wan hung with Dave.

Well, all too soon the time came to Head to the airport. A taxi came and picked me up from Bahtman’s room. He and I had dragged my bags down the block earlier. The taxi got me to the airport on time, and I took off for Tokyo on time.

For those who have never seen them, here are Baht notes. I know that until I saw the money, I was often lost when reading posts saying things such as “I gave her a purple”.

A few thoughts about the flight. JAL had the best set up I had ever seen on this plane. A 747-400. Even the coach seats had their own entertainment system. It had a fast array of options, from the location map (Navigation) to movies, to games. It even had channels with forward or downward looking camera’s piped in. It was really impressive. These pics are not great as there was poor light and a lot of bouncing around, but it will give you an idea!

The menu’s were detailed. Category, channel and then a listing of the songs played on the channel.

Video games were cool, although most of the instructions were available only in Japanese.

The Down looking camera was the first I had ever seen on a commercial aircraft.

We arrived at Narita at 6:05 a.m. I needed to transfer over to terminal 2 for my connecting flight. This is also where the Red Carpet Club is, and I wanted to get a quick shower, a snack and check my e-mail.

Problem 1. The first shuttle available does not come to Terminal 1 until 8 a.m. So we all sat there for 2 hours waiting. No food , beverage or entertainment. There were about 50 of us waiting in this small transfer area, and none of us were very happy. This is apparently the routine every morning. You would think that the normally efficient Japanese would have fixed this problem, but apparently not.

Problem 2. When I finally arrived at Terminal 2, the Red Carpet Club was not yet open. Every other RCC I have been to (about 25 of them) was open no later than 6 a.m. and those in Major international hubs are 24 hours. This was really annoying. So 4 or 5 of us sat outside waiting as there was no food or beverage services open on the concourse either.

Once opened, I got the shower, coffee, and internet services I needed, and hit the concourse to pick up a few things before boarding the flight to Dallas. Here were my final acquisitions.

For those who have never seen it, here are Yen notes:

Having a business class seat of this leg of the flight was a godsend. I don’t know how I would have made it in coach. I can handle 8, 9 or even 10 hours perhaps in coach, but a trip that is in total 23 hours is just way too much for this old back of mine.

Arrived in Dallas. Sure enough, when they saw I had been to Thailand, they sent me off to have my bags examined. This is where my preparation paid off. I had taken my diving regulator, dive log book and 2/3 mill wetsuit with me. This took up a little space, but not much. While in BKK, I downloaded and printed off some 4X6 pics of Diving excursions off the internet. Before I left, I soaked all my gear and put it in a sealed water tight bag, and in Pattaya I had paid a local 500 baht to create 16 correct entries into my log book. I had also, left all my extra condoms and the Pocket Rocket with Bahtman. So when they started the third degree, my story was that I was on a dive trip. They looked at my dive gear, my souvenirs, and I showed them my log book, listing a variety of dive locations. It turned out that one of the Customs guys was a diver, and so I was able to answer all his questions with the right answers, and lamented greatly all the reef damage I had witnessed in Phuket and Pee Pee. I was a terrible loss, I wailed. All that beautiful Fan Coral, and those poor plume Anemones, all gone, boo hoo.

I also lamented my poor laptop gone poof, and the loss of all my Dive Pictures (yeh right), telling this guy how sad I was that I could not share them. I assured him that had he been able to see what was on the laptop, he would have been truly amazed….this part of course is true. He would have been amazed and then probably arrested me as there were about 50 nude/sex pics and videos from Brazil on there along side a dozen or so from Thailand.

He was sympathetic, and sent me on my way!


I had made it! I was home.

Summary

Well, it was an amazing and insightful trip. The land and the women are both beautiful and complex. It is a place that drums up images of ancient Siam and a modern thriving country all in a single glance. It is one of the best places I have seen yet where past, present and probable future are all fused into a single culture.

The culture here is steeped in history, faith and tradition. I found the people to be both simple and complex at the same time. A culture that knows who it is and yet is struggling to identify who it will become and where it will fit in. The Thai’s are a proud people, who lack many of the advancements and benefits of more powerful and influential countries, and yet they have found a way to get along just fine.

The Social structure here is archaic, with prejudices running both broad and deep. Yet, it seemed to me that these problems are accepted with a quite stoicism by those who suffer under it’s injustices.

The Thai people gave me the impression of timelessness. Forever plodding along, accepting what changes they could and coping with the setbacks that always come from corrupt government. I have seen this same hearty resolve in many Latin American countries which are commonly rife with corruption. It amazes me as an American, who is used to a rigid legal system, where rights are protected under the rule of law, to see a system with such vast and diverse gaps in the protection of even the most common of social and civil rights.

Yet it works somehow. And it has changed for the better in many ways. In many ways I wish my own country was less anal retentive about certain moral issues, but at the same time, I know intellectually that if some of them changed, we would give up certain advantages that we now enjoy. I guess there never will be a perfect system, but as long as we have places such as Thailand to take our rejuvenation” trips, all will be right in the end.


My initial comparison between Rio and Thailand come up as follows. These are only my opinion based on having only made one trip to each location, therefore no one should take this as fact (as even after a thousand trips, it would still only be an opinion).
I found both countries to be of great beauty.

I found both cultures to be stimulating. Thailand’s is more sophisticated, but Brazil’s is more evolved.

The women in Both are beautiful, but for different reasons. Thailand has an amazing volume of petite, adorable girls. Here more than in Rio, I felt the urge to hug and harbor the girls from perils and the harshness of life. They just have that effect on you. In brazil, I felt more along the lines of genuine affection, desiring to go to greater lengths to sensually bond with the women. They are two different feelings which are very hard to put into words, and I have probably failed utterly, but such is life.

The GFE experience is easier to find and more common in Rio, but if you manage to create one in Thailand, it is a step above that which I found in Rio.

The language problem is much more pronounced in Thailand. It is difficult in Rio, but a little Spanglish goes a long way. In Thailand, there is no other commonly spoken language for Westerners to use as a bridge or reference, and the Thai’s understand far less English that the Garotas do

Prices are an area that the comparison is pretty clear. Although it is a little more expensive to get to Thailand, the $25 a night rooms, $15 Blow Jobs, $3 meals are far less expensive than Rio.

I do not think that regular sex in Thailand is all that much cheaper as you have to add the bar fines and such, so for example a 600 bt bar fine and 1500 bt short time is about $55. Calling a Karla Model in Rio is R120 for two hours is about $46.

Going to a Terma costs R 50, but once inside one can play over and over without paying another entrance. At R120 per play, a couple of them would run say R250 or R300 total for about $115.

Two girls in Thailand (1500, plus 600 BF each) would run about $110. The bar fine is lower in Pattaya though.

In Thailand LT is 2500 bt plus 600 BF is $80. In Rio the girls want R250 or about $96, but there is no bar fine.

In each place you can find girls who will charge less by staying out of the traditional facilities, and in both, you can (rarely) find it fir free.

I did feel that although the money is of equal importance to both Thai and Garota, that the mercenarial attitude was more prevalent in Thailand. I think that if a person spoke the native languages though this contrast would even out a bit. Also, spending a lot of time in Rio gets you some benefits, but I sensed that in Thailand it would get you a lot more, so time in country is a major factor in Thailand.

The diversity of women is much better in Rio than in Thailand. I love little spinners, and their awesome, tight little buts, but by the end of the trip, I was missing the vast array of options n Rio. I like all kinds of tits, but in Thailand, big tits are a rarity. In Rio, there are all kinds available.

I have to give an edge to Rio in the butts department for the same reason. N Thailand, there are two kind, small, tight, sexy little butts, and huge, fat butts with not much selection in between. In Rio, you had a butt buffet. All sizes and shapes everywhere you looked. Also, the Rhythmic movement that Garotas display with their butts is a sight to behold.

The Thai women are much better at oral than the Garotas. This is a huge deal for me as I am a giant Fan of the mighty BBBJ. In Rio most girls give a good BBBJ. In Thailand, most girls blow you mind as well as your pipe. Also the old ass rimming is an amazing experience that is found more commonly in Thai than in Rio.

So in the end, as I expected, it really comes down to preference. They are both amazing and wonderful places. Also, I have not been to many popular parts of either country. Some say that going out to the back country in Thailand and finding young ladies untainted by the city life is a whole different experience. Some say that going to Sao Paulo, or Recife is completely different.

All I CAN say will certainty is that I LOVE THEM BOTH!

Glad I was able to bring a conclusion to the great debate with my definitive and conclusive observations. LOL

Val