Sunday 6th February
A very short blog for a change.
We are gob smacked at the high quality of the departure lounge at Koh Samui. Free buffet, free internet and Satellite Tv all comes complimentary plus theres the added bonus of comfortable sofas and chairs. Now we know why the call Bangkok Airways the 'Boutique Airline'. Our flight takes us two hours over to Pattaya where we are met by our taxi driver than my cousin has kiondly arranged for us. We have a giggle at the drivers large bit of paper that he's holding up in Arrivals 'Leon Prant'...[:)]
Forty minutes later after some serious traffic jams we finally arrive at Gary and Dang's apartment which is a gorgeous 6th floor flat overlooking the city. We are shattered due to the earlier start but still manage to fire down some cold beers out on the balcony as we waited for my two aunties to arrive. Mags and Helen are flying in from Scotland for a couple of weeks holiday and we are both looking forward to seeing them as are Gary and Dang.
We spent the evening eating out at a nice place on 2nd street which
is the main road leading to all the side streets (soi's). There are lots of Soi's that will lead you to the more seedy parts of the city but number 7 and 8 seem to be user friendly for our family huddle. Everyone took off home early whereas Jill and I visited an old friend, Ritchie, from Aberdeen who moved over here to teach English to school kids a few years ago. We found his place no problems and he proceeded to take us to the places which weren't full of Thai Girls plying their trade nor full of drunk people being rowdy. Its a party town all right and Ritchie fills us in with the good and bad stuff of this town. Two nights is enough for us here but don't get me wrong its fit for some people, just not for us.
All along the road and side streets there are a mixture of Lady boys and Thai Girls all desperate to grab a arm and get you in for a drink and maybe more. Theres old Western white men with the young Thai's walking around plus the occasional street trader trying to sell stuff, not to mention
the mopeds that prefer to use the pavements rather than roads!
Once we had settled into a bar near Soi 7 we watched the Chelsea v Liverpool game in peace away from the distractions. We headed off home much later on very drunk and that was that.
Monday 7th February
Sore heads all round today but all was not lost as Dang fixed us a cooked breakfast which sorted the head out. The rest of the day was wasted in front of the box until we met up with my Aunties and then we all headed into town for dinner.
After tea we took a taxi along the beach road towards Walking street which was an eye opener to say the least. It is a red-light district and a tourist attraction that draws foreigners and Thai nationals, primarily for the night life. The street runs from the south end of Beach Road to the Bali Hai Pier. The area includes seafood restaurants, live music venues, beer bars, discothèques, sports bars, go-go bars, and nightclubs, and is illuminated at night by many colored neon signs.
Theres more lady boys than ladies! It takes about twenty minutes to walk the
entire length of walking street and its an education for some, entertainment for others and cringe worthy for the unexpected.
Its not long before we are home and having a few beers in the apartment and getting ready for the trip to China in the morning.
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