I went up to Bangkok yesterday to pick up the Chinese Juggler and I now know why there are fewer visitors coming in from Bangkok at the weekends. The road between Pattaya and Chonburi City is an absolute nightmare of road works, detours and a never ending stream of slow moving container trucks. I won't be making that trip again for a while. Where's the number for The Limo Pattaya!
All the bars we visited last night were running with fewer staff so either they all have a day off at the same time or there's some serious bar fining going on. I suspect it's the latter. Over one beer in Honey Pot, 3 girls got barf'd and that seemed to be the case wherever we went. Are numbers up at last or is it just guys taking advantage of the Eid Holidays to jet in for a bit of mongering.
We went in search of Peppermint 87 last night but got there too late again. She'd already been barf'd. I reckon the only way to see her is to get there when the doors open. I won't rest until I have a photograph to post here.
Happy Go Go just gets happier by the day. More new ladies at the younger end of the scale dressed in a stripped down students uniforms. Cut off white blouse with no buttons and black mini skirt. Works for me.
U Too Bar on Second Road also has many new, young and beautiful ladies to make the beers slip down more easily. Don't know where they find them but there's not a pug amongst them. U Too Bar along with Atlantic Bar, Honey Pot and Buffalo Bar are the stand out off Walking Street bars for me when it comes to 'talented' bar staff. They're all worth a beer or two of your time.
Where can you find the largest number of pretty girls in Pattaya? If you think it's a go-go, a bar or a massage parlour then you'd be wrong. It's a place where all the girls parade for your benefit. You just sit there with a cold beer and watch the show. Anybody got any ideas? The first correct answer to pattaya.rag@gmail.com won't get a free bar fine.
The reason for my erratic posts is explained in the opening line. The Chinese Juggler is back on my sofa and he is suffering from deli belly courtesy of a Bangkok street kebab. Just lucky I had a WWII gas mask to hand to get this short post out.
Sierra Tangos
- Silver Star, Soi 8 reopens tonight
- Taboo Club, Convent Garden, 1st anniversary party tonight
- There's a new A Fool's Diary out by Neil Hutchison. It's an hilarious romp through a year of expat living in Pattaya, Thailand. Imagine leaving the comfort zone of your home, family and friends to venture into the unknown. Imagine discovering an alien paradise only to realize that here, you are the alien who has to try to fit into your new environment. Imagine stumbling through a year of discovery among a tapestry of blunders and imagine that, all the while, you don't have a clue what you are doing. Finally, after many delays due primarily to the bone laziness of the author, A Fool's Diary is born. More than a collection of tales, it chronicles a year in the life of a simple man; sometimes insightful, sometimes philosophical, but always with a dry wit that takes no prisoners.
- A magician worked on a cruise ship. The audience was different each week so he did the same tricks over and over again. There was only one problem with that strategy: the captain's parrot saw the shows each week and began to understand how the magician did every trick.
Once he understood, he started shouting in the middle of the show, "Look, it's not the same hat!" or "Look, he's hiding the flowers under the table!" or "Hey, why are all the cards the ace of spades?" The magician was furious but couldn't do anything -- it was, after all, the Captain's parrot.
Then one stormy night on the Pacific, the ship unfortunately sank, drowning all who were on board -- except the magician, who found himself on a piece of wood floating in the middle of the sea. As fate would have it, the parrot also survived and, when the sun came up, he spotted the one safe harbor on the open ocean -- the same piece of wood. He landed and shared the space with the magician. They stared at each other with hatred, but neither one uttered a word.
This went on for a day, and then two days, and then three days. Finally on the fourth day, the parrot could not hold back any longer. "OK, I give up," the parrot said to the magician. "Great new trick. Now: where the hell is the ship?"
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