Thailand, Pattaya, Nothing so good but a cold beer going down a thirsty throat while the heat of the day is slowly disappaering due to coming of evening. The charming company of Miss Paep just adds heaps of positive energy to my happy mood here outside the Jungle Bar in Soi Yamato. Soi Yamato might be full with rowdy open air Briitsh bars where the cliêntele - mostly groups of young Brittish males on a stag party - has the particular nasty hobby of getting quite gungo-ho for a good fight after knocking down a Meakhong River full with lager, still before moving into the New Star Guesthouse in cozy Soi Honey-Inn where everybody knows everybody, it was the Night Owl Bar where I used to stay. A small bar with three bar girls, a few ... read more

Thailand, Pattaya, 10-03-2009, afternoon. The PS Guesthouse down in Soi Yamato seems to be the main gathering place of the Kathoey Sisterhood - or was it brotherhood? - in Pattaya arriving late at night on the back of hired taxi motorbikes, their bare hairless legs to one side of the bike as a lady should, high harsh giggles ringing in the air when they recognise their friends, high pitched Thai voices hurting my ears. During the day it is usually okay with the PS Guesthouse being the only place in town where I can read my book undisturbed though this dumphouse is the biggest shorttime hotel in Pattaya where only a select group of mostly dutch and Belgium Farang can stay, old hands to Pattaya returning each year, spending most of their time down in the ... read more

Thailand, Pattaya, 09-03-2009. I'm unsure whether to walk over to the Lek Hotel on Second Road for their 120 Baht buffet breakfast or maybe take a local breakfast, Khao Tom Phui which is a bowl of rice soup with all sorts of nice and tasty titbits added like fresh veggies, bits of fried fish right out of the ocean, mushy peanuts the Thai way, add a bit of Kaeng Phet - Thai Red Curry - to spike your palate, an expresso to wash it all down and your day will be just fine. Maybe watch the bobbing shaven heads belonging to Asian bodies clothed in saffron red or Dutch orange colored robes involved in their early morning daily Bindabaat, their alms round, carrying shyning small iron kettles wherein you can deposit your karmic benefits... However tranquil ... read more

Thailand, Pattaya, 08-03-2009. It is 04.00 h. in the morning and I am deep asleep holding a softly snoring Moo in a tight embrace when the knock-knock-knock on my door starts. Soft groaning emerging from the other side of the door, a stammering voice "I want my Buddha back, Hans!", I don't need to make any second guess about the female identity of the person at the other side of my door.....Miss Guan of course, totally off her head no doubt on cheap Moonshine whiskey and way too much Yaa-Baa in her f*cked-up mind. Moo seems to know what and who too waking and telling me "too much smoke and whiskey, crazy old lady", adding in a semi-screaming voice "Allai?" plus a whole lot more hot-bodied Laotian accented Thai that is way beyond my limited Thai ... read more

Thailand, pattaya, 04-03-2009. Joy's heavily mascarad face shows pride and absolute happiness when she tells me about her new Austrian boy-friend who at just past his sixties is still virile but quite small bestowed by Lord buddha's gift to the male part of his devotees, showing me her pinky to indicate size...I'm not really sure to be amused or maybe better be bemused...the way Thai ladies of the night can talk about us the Farangs never ceases to amaze me!!! I remember Joy from several years back, petite and lith but being in her late fourties there is not much of a carriere left for her in the notorious Thai s*x trade, so I took pity on her and gave her the key to my room where she would spent most night fast asleep on the ... read more