Surfcrest
March 6th, 2006, 19:49
I've always wondered how certain clubs in Thailand can remain open after so much time.
Last night I brought a good friend from Hong Kong out to a club not far from Boystown and was surprised to find about 40 sleepy looking boys shifting from foot to foot (with the music). The amount of paying customers tripled with our arrival and this isn't to say anyone snuck in with us.
It wasn't long before my friend noticed that we were not alone.
Crawling towards his beer was a rather brave roach, moving quite more than all the boys on stage combined.
It was as though our eyes became instantly focused on the more brisk moving objects in the club, when we noticed the traffic of similar creatures on other ledges.
You don't need to be a rocket scientist to figure out that it would be easier for a roach to expand its horizon of the larger vinyl bench than the thin wooden ledge our drinks were perched on.
Need I go farther?
I'll not name this unlucky club by name, but I'm sure there are a few Da Vinci's out there who know which club I'm talking about.
We made out escape quickly after the discovery, hoping that our tiny friends hadn't hitched a ride out of this joint with us.
Surfcrest
Last night I brought a good friend from Hong Kong out to a club not far from Boystown and was surprised to find about 40 sleepy looking boys shifting from foot to foot (with the music). The amount of paying customers tripled with our arrival and this isn't to say anyone snuck in with us.
It wasn't long before my friend noticed that we were not alone.
Crawling towards his beer was a rather brave roach, moving quite more than all the boys on stage combined.
It was as though our eyes became instantly focused on the more brisk moving objects in the club, when we noticed the traffic of similar creatures on other ledges.
You don't need to be a rocket scientist to figure out that it would be easier for a roach to expand its horizon of the larger vinyl bench than the thin wooden ledge our drinks were perched on.
Need I go farther?
I'll not name this unlucky club by name, but I'm sure there are a few Da Vinci's out there who know which club I'm talking about.
We made out escape quickly after the discovery, hoping that our tiny friends hadn't hitched a ride out of this joint with us.
Surfcrest