Remembering your first trip to LOS

[Dani69]

Me two I remember first time in Pattaya, stumbled across Sunee Plaza and OMG thought I had died and gone to Heaven.
Very good GOGO bars well most of them and some gorgeous boys.
Roll on April.

[x in pattaya]

On my first visit I was clueless about the bars and all. Did the usual tourist things for about 10 days, then flew to Siem Reap to see Angkor Wat. On the return flight from Cambodia I was looking through the inflight magazine and saw a paragraph about Tawan Bar. I had only a couple of days left, but set out resolutely to find the Tawan. I ended up walking nearly the full length of Silom and then across to Surawongse in major heat & humidity, grasping my tourist map. Slowly approached Tawan still having no idea what it was all about. Asked the guys out in front if there was a show, not knowing what other term to use. "Show" of course meant something else to them and they said it wasn't until 23:00, several hours later.

So I turned around and there was the Tomahawk Gogo Bar across the soi. The guys in front of the Tomahawk took me in hand and simply escorted me inside without conversation and a whole new wonderful world opened up to me. It still took more time, and whole lot more drinks than was probably wise, to figure out the procedure for calling a boy over and offing him. There was no question in my mind who I wanted, but before I could summon the courage to ask for him, someone else called him over and I was devastated.

For some reason he was rejected and sent back on stage and I wasted no further time calling him over. We drank some more and finally the mamasan must have decided I needed some prompting. He sat down and calmly explained "offing" and my cup, amongst other things, truly runneth over.

I was staying at the Holiday Inn on Silom and as blitzed as I was, I was sure everyone in the lobby came to a screeching halt to stare at us when we came in (totally in my imagination I can assure you). We definitely did not go unnoticed by a certain hotel employee who propelled me to the reception desk to pay a joiners fee, although initially I thought it had something to do with a monumental breach of etiquette on my part.

Thereafter all went without a hitch. Since I had told the mamasan I wanted him to stay the night, the next morning I dutifully sent him on his way, not knowing he could or would remain with me longer than that if I had asked.That morning, before leaving Thailand, I again walked the length of Silom to find the Tomahawk in order to get the street address and telephone number on the signage in the front of the bar. I'm not sure if I remembered his name or at least not properly, but the number he wore at the bar was forever emblazoned in my mind.

It was a few months before I could come back, and the "boy" and the experience filled my thoughts almost every waking minute during that time. As my return neared, I wrote a letter (in English, duh, but apparently the mamasan or someone was able to read it) announcing that I wanted to off the guy for ... I forget how long, but it must have been one or two months. Telephoned the bar a week before I came back to confirm. Of course that first night had been a major event in my life, but it was pretty much business as usual for the boy, so he was more than a little surprised (and quite happy) when told that I had wanted to off him big time based on that single encounter that he had probably long forgot about. He did recognize me when I met up with him again and still looked quite pleased, which was comforting.

For the next couple of years I spent all my holiday time in Thailand and all of it with him. He stopped working in the bar and for awhile had some bit parts in a show ... can't remember the place. I think it was off Sukhumvit. Sort of like an Alcazar or Tiffany type show. Eventually he did some further schooling because he wanted to do something in the travel business. We parted company finally when he was ready to move on, but still saw each other from time to time.

Considering the 101 wrong things I did in terms of trying to establish a long term relationship with him, he was the perfect teacher. He never tried to mislead me with all the supposed barboy tricks & lies. I did help him a little when he was in school, but he refused my offers of more help. He always made it clear we would remain good friends, but that he eventually planned to return north to his home, work in some aspect of the tourist business and that for him, being a long term "kept boy" was not what he wanted.

The whole initial experience seems laughable now and I'm amazed at how overwhelmed and naive I was, but it definitely was a life-altering experience. From that moment forward I knew I wanted to make Thailand home for all my holidays and eventually a permanent retirement home. Never a moment's doubt from that time. Never a regret. Have since established a fairly stable relationship with someone along with a little cyclical butterflyism. Cannot fathom what life would be like now if I hadn't seen that little item in the magazine while flying back from Cambodia. Although I'm suitably jaded about it all now, I'm still frequently amazed at how fortunate I was in stumbling into my current, very pleasant situation.

[bao-bao]

That was a nice post, X - I appreciate the time you took to think it through and put it on cyber-paper.

Please post more like it when you can... it's useful reference for the newbies and stirs memories (and perhaps something a little further south) for the rest of us who sometimes forget the initial magic of our earliest trips.

my first trip....hmmm...
I was impressed by the quality and service level of JW Marriott hotel in Bangkok. For the price I paid, I did not expect all this,...the food, the presentation, the cultural characters...heaven. :compress:

[neddy3]

That was a great post, X. A very enjoyable and believable read.
I think you were very lucky with the boy that you chose.

Mentioning Tomahawk Bar brings back memories, as there were always some cute twinky types there, if that was your thing. And some hot shows, for a relative newbie.
It must be years now since Tomahawk closed. Who could guess when that was?

My first visit was 18 years ago. I met up with a friend who was also on his first visit but only had one night. I'd read about the "Golden Cock" Bar in Bangkok which in those days was a nice upmarket bar with friendly boys and no sleeze.

Our first experience of Go Go and my first "Off" with a boy called "A". I later "Offed" a boy called "Bee" and my friend commented that "you're working your way through the alphabet".

I then headed off up country and my friend, who worked for an airline and was on a freeby, headed home.

Barbary Boys was the place to go for a sex show and the original Twilight Bar featured naked Go Go. Quite an eye opener in those days.

Didn't get to Pattaya until some years later but have visited Thailand every year since.

[luvthai-2]

My first couple of trips were with a tour group out of California. Great introduction to the sights and sounds of thailand and also the gogo scene. It was a nice combination of temples sights and nightlife. I still am in contact with most of the other travelers (those that are still alive) that I met on those trips. Also have kept many thai boy friendships from those trips.

[fedssocr]

My first visit wasn't all that long ago...3 years. I think what I remember most is just how nice everyone was to me. I think people in that part of the world are really good at hospitality. I had a couple of unfortunate incidents that weren't a lot of fun including a night in the hospital with food poisoning, and the night of the September 2006 coup.

If you have no experience with a strip club/gogo bar you might want to find a guide to show you the ropes. I had spent a good bit of time in Toronto over the years at the male stripper bar there so I was pretty well used to how things are in those sorts of places. Even that didn't quite prepare me for the shock of a couple of bars in Pattaya. And the whole atmosphere of Pattaya was rather depressing. I have warmed to it since that first visit, but I can only take it for a few days at a time.

Make sure you take time to see the cultural/historic sites. I loved the Grand Palace and Wat Po and the other big sites in Bangkok. Ayutthaya was also a highlight of that first trip.

it took me 1 hour to ventilate my first trip to Thailand and than the connection went down.
won't type it again. sorry.

[x in pattaya]

It must be years now since Tomahawk closed. Who could guess when that was?

I think now it wouldn't have been my bar of choice and probably that boy wouldn't have caught my far more discerning eye, but I was blinded to all that by my infatuation for the whole experience. I definitely feel a sentimental attachment to both Tomahawk and my first boy. Can't recall when it closed, but I was sorry to see it was gone. My friend told me it was owned by a wealthy Thai woman. They used to close down for a day or two from time-to-time and she hosted a day trip to Pattay for everyone who worked there.

Adam's Apple in Chiang Mai, Boys' Studio in Pattaya were my favorite because the guys seemed to be more relaxed, to be having fun and were so casual about getting naked ... probably the getting naked part was the greatest attraction. Crazy Pub in Pattaya and one in Bangkok ... something like Twilight or Starlight I think ... were also great for the occasional excursion into absolute crudity.

Thai boys, especially the naked variety, still capture my undivided attention, but the whole gogo bar thing isn't that appealing to me anymore. The only bar I've visited recently that I enjoyed was Krazy Dragon just because the guys seemed to be relaxed and enjoying themselves.

[Smiles]

" ... On my first trip I remember being shocked (but highly delighted) at seeing cute naked young guys walking around in a packed bar, groping all and sundry ... "
Who informed you my last name was 'Sundry'? Was it through the Board?

I suggest that Elephantspike look into a very serious Board glitch which possibly allows other Members to be able to look up other members' surnames. A HUGE failure of security.

Cheers ...

[TrongpaiExpat]

It was 1986 and I came to Bangkok because I had a free RT voucher and that is the only place that had an available seat. I knew nothing about Thailand and never gave it much thought. There were no meter taxis, no sky train, no subway. Tuk Tuks, klong boats and buses ruled. The Bangkok highway system was under construction. I did not know that you do not take the taxi parked at the hotel.

There were no gay travel guide books, no maps of gay venues and no internet forums. I used a Thailand guide book that left off all night life with the smug comment that those inclined to look for Bangkok notorious night life will not need a guide book and something about your time should rather be spent seeing the wonderful sites.

In the hotel lobby I was asked by a nice guy if I wanted a lady and he had some photos. I said no and quickly he changed it to boys? He drove me to some bar and we entered a back door and it was a straight bar with a show: ping pong, banana, darts etc. After one drink I asked I though you said we were going to a gay bar, oh you want gay, OK.

Then we went to what I think was the Garden or Harry's bar and a go go that I think was the super A. The reason I say I think is that the driver seemed to be taking me in back doors and keeping me from noticing where I was going. The Super A was nothing like what is there now. There were nude boys in 5 or 6 stages all around the bar. I think drinks were 100B, and I was told an off is 200, I was not exactly sure what an "off" was. This nice Thai guy sat down with me in his underwear and asked me all the usual questions. I did not have any idea how things worked and did not want to learn from more trial and error, so I left, leaving my back back with my wallet and camera in the bar. The boy who was sitting with me came running after me down the street in his underwear with my back pack. Suddenly I felt more at ease with this Bangkok night life scene.

On that first trip I went to Chiang Mai and took a tour from Bangkok that covered most of the major sites. On my own I found a few bars, Macho Man and Friendship. The tuk tuks drivers were much different than Bangkok, they knew where they were going and did not overcharge.

Back in Bangkok for my last few days, I met a well to do Thai guys that had his own car, and he drove me around, out to dinner and of course back to my hotel where he stayed with me for the rest of my trip. I enjoyed his company but never got to check out the Bangkok go-go's on my own (this trip) and the only "off's" I had were in Chiang Mai.

I was so impressed with Thailand that as soon as I got home I began planning another trip and was back in Thailand within the year. On the second trip I found Pattaya in it's early development as a gay destination. Then Patong, Phuket a ramshackle little sea side resort with a nice beach. I then went to many other cities and provinces over the years and never tired of the wonders of Thailand.

There were many firsts. I remember my first visit to the old Babylon where I was consensually molested again and again. My first independent visit to a gay sex show at the Super Lex. My first experience hearing dead buffalo stories. My first unrealistic infatuation with a bar boy. When back home I got my first "Thailand calling, will you accept the charges". Those strange letters on light wight paper with declarations of true love. Latter they became E mails and lost some of the charm. My first trip up country back when a farangs were a novelty in those lands.

First experiences have a special charm and attempts to relive some of those wonderful first times fall short. I remember my first visit to the BF home in Nong Khai, all new sights and experiences and everyone was so curious. In subsequent trips I seem to be ignored. I asked the BF why and he told me that I was just "yesterdays news".

Three years ago I took an early retirement and have been living here year around and still from time to time manage a little of the first time experiences when ever I can.

[elephantspike]

" ... On my first trip I remember being shocked (but highly delighted) at seeing cute naked young guys walking around in a packed bar, groping all and sundry ... "
Who informed you my last name was 'Sundry'? Was it through the Board?

I suggest that Elephantspike look into a very serious Board glitch which possibly allows other Members to be able to look up other members' surnames. A HUGE failure of security.

Cheers ...

I didn't realize this was your name, so out of curiosity, I googled "Smiles Sundry" and came up with this video on youtube. Is this you?
[youtube:1x11y9oz]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uhknpo6a_zE[/youtube:1x11y9oz]

[PeterUK]

My first trip was back in 1988 and just for 15 days. I spent the first week in Bangkok and on my first night went to Apollo bar (as was) at about 8pm. By 8.30, blown away by the novelty of it all, I was walking out with my first off, a young man called Mud ('My name is Mud'). I still recall how, as we left the soi, he nodded proudly in acknowledgement of the smiles of his friends at his having got an off so early in the evening. He was a sweetie in his own way and I saw him several times. He was very bright too. On my last but one night in Bangkok he presented me solemnly with a letter and turned and ran off before I could say anything. The letter was a long and tragic account of how he was being abused sexually every night by the manager of the bar where he had to sleep because he couldn't afford the rent for a room of his own. I don't think I actually shed tears but the following day I duly coughed up the readies for him to rent his own room. Score: one boy taken off, one rip-off. Oh well, I've become a bit more learned in the ways of that particular world since then.

I spent the second week in Pattaya, staying at the Royal Cliff which had been the only choice in the colour brochure back in England. I was initially alarmed when the girl at the desk told me my standard room was overbooked, but delighted when she then put me in a honeymoon suite at no extra charge. Wonderful it was, with marble bathroom, big four-poster bed, and a lounge area where a fresh bowl of fruit was placed on the coffee table each day. I used my honeymoon suite for the intended purpose, the only slight break with tradition being the fact that my 'bride' was a different person each night.

After a few days, at the beach, I smothered myself in cheap suntan lotion (probably cooking oil) and did some sunbathing. About half an hour later, red of skin and dizzy, I realised I had made a big mistake. A kindly old lady who worked nearby on the beach tut-tutted when she saw the state I was in and rubbed some soothing ointment over me. I was still very feverish that night though and a couple of days later the skin had started to peel.

I spent my last-but-one evening at Adam and Eve, then located in north Pattaya. I saw the most gorgeous young man dancing sinuously on stage but because I still felt a bit unwell, and didn't think it would look good to be brushing off bits of loose skin as I spoke to him, I didn't call him over. A white-haired, gold-chained smoothie (God, how I still hate him!) did so in due course, wrapping an arm round the young man's shoulders and muttering sweet nothings into his ear. I left while all that was still going on and returned early the following night hoping to be granted a second chance to meet my dreamboat. He wasn't there. To this day I still sometimes wonder (only about once every six months now, it's under control) if he was the potential love of my life, the one who got away.

[TrongpaiExpat]

I spent my last-but-one evening at Adam and Eve, then located in north Pattaya.

Oh yes, the old Adam and Eve. A farang on the beach told me I had to visit the Adam and Eve and get the soap massage. I remember every detail of my first soap massage. I chose a boy named 'bic' who led me up to a large room with a bath tub, some mats and a bed. I had no idea what was to transpire. I had no idea how he effortlessness glided back and forth over by body and then the sex, that felt explosive. I left feeling like I was walking on clouds.

I tried to relive this first experience several times in subsequent trips and all have fallen short and 'bic' must now be a Thai guy in his 50's if he's still alive. Come to think of it all those first Thai boys must now be old fellas.

[adman5000]

My first trip had me in awe. I remember waking up in the middle of the night in a very dark bedroom at the Shangri la Hotel trying to figure out where I was.
Some of the memorable first impressions were the variety of street smells and great smiles. I was in the city on business with a group and unable to do much exploration on my own and without a clue as to how to do so. But I vowed to return someday and explore on my own.
It was more than ten years later that I finally returned and explored. So many great experiences. As I visited a few of the bars I had difficulty finding a guy that met my preferences. I was staying at the Tarntawan and felt like I was falling in love with everyone else's off for the night. I obtained a guide who spoke good English and described to him what I was looking for. The next day he called and said to come downstairs and meet a friend he "found" fo me. As I entered the lobby, my eyes met a young guy with him that had a super smile, luscious lips, a bit more of a Chinese look, and one of the best looking chests I had seen in a tight-fitting sport shirt. I eagerly nodded my head and enjoyed the experience. I awoke from a kiss the next morning with someone tightly snuggled around my body and with his legs intertwined with mine. It felt great.
From then on I learned to find what I was looking for on my own.
As time has passed I have continued to enjoy and learn something more about the Thai way of life each visit.

I don't remember every last detail of my first trip to Thailand - it was around the late middle of a previous century; I was in my 20s. I took the train up from Butterworth and there were Peace Corps folk on the train who were excited at the prospect from a guidebook that there was a Wimpy Bar in Bangkok. I didn't have the heart to tell them not to expect a gherkin on their cardboard like burger as they'd been quite derogatory about village Thai food that they'd had nothing but, for three months. I'd been eating rather well in KL, frequently asked out by friends of friends. The Commonwealth is such a fine institution, isn't it.

My Thai contact in Europe - doing his Masters at a provincial University somewhere in Europe, who has recently held a ministerial position in Thailand (my lips are sealed), had arranged for me to be met by one of his mates and I was met from the train and taken to the Royal Hotel - which was quite grand in those days. It was convenient for the Palace but not for "Tulip" on Silom Road, but I could bargain a tuk-tuk down to 4 baht if I remember correctly. I'd drop into the new Dusit Thani Hotel for a G&T when I felt grand.

There were lots of GIs on R&R in "Tulip" in these days but one Thai guy was keen to drive me down to Pattaya - and drive me back after he'd had his wicked way. B'std! Back in Bangkok he introduced me to the Lufthansa station captain who seemed to have a lot of well built gentleman callers but a few days later I got a Thai International Airways DC9 to Singers. That was in the days when I preferred a "Singapore Sling" to be a drink in a glass.

My Thai contact in Europe - doing his Masters at a provincial University somewhere in Europe, who has recently held a ministerial position in Thailand (my lips are sealed), had arranged for me to be met by one of his mates Were they all gay too (just curious)?

My Thai contact in Europe - doing his Masters at a provincial University somewhere in Europe, who has recently held a ministerial position in Thailand (my lips are sealed), had arranged for me to be met by one of his mates

The new prime minister look very gay to me...

My Thai contact in Europe - doing his Masters at a provincial University somewhere in Europe, who has recently held a ministerial position in Thailand (my lips are sealed), had arranged for me to be met by one of his mates

The new prime minister look very gay to me...

I don't think the new PM's parent's had reached puberty at that time.

The new prime minister look very gay to me...Have you seen the pics of the 16yo schoolboy nephew?! (That'll bring out all the flamers)

[lonelywombat]

Thank you trongpai for your wonderful post it bought back a lot of memories

I arrived in 1990 t to Phuket where I found a back street bar called Black and White, it was dreadful.The boy I offed had no experience and we went to his room, which he shared with 2 others and there seemed to be dozens outside in the corridor. I fumbled my way expecting the door to be forced open and be arrested.There were no showers just a room with a huge earthern urn full of cold water. You used a large ladle to throw water over yourself. I felt dirty rather than satisfied.

In Bangkok I had been given the names of SuperA, SuperLex, Twilight and Barbeiri and Babylon I decided on Twilight as my first bar and arrived at about 10 There was an L shaped bar that ran parallel to Soi Twilight and Suriwongese I was ushered to a seat at the bar on the left side as you walked in. It was pleasant 3/4 boys at time danced on staged in their underwear and I was well placed to see them coming on and off stage Then the next group of boys stripped naked and worked up an erection before going on stage to "dance" I thought I was in Heaven It was not until later that I realised the boys on stage went and stood on a low stage in the centre of the floor area and customers were allowed to feel the goodies One boy took my fancy and I would have left with him then but for the extremely pushy [male]mamasan As I left the boy said tomorrow I come your room but I forgot to give him the name of the hotel. I have always regretted that

Barbeiri was almost opposite and like Twilight always crowded, their floor show fantastic, but I was embarrassed at being seen taking a boy off, God knows why. Went there every night for the show.

SuperA was all early teen boys which I hated but across the soi I found Superlex which has been a favourite until the last few years . But I was too scared to take another boy off so after 8 days it was still one boy only

I arrived with a straight friend in Pattaya. He knew I was gay and he encouraged me to come to Pattaya with him in the first place We stayed in Nova Lodge corner beach road and Centre Road. I was on my own the first day as his plane was delayed and went to Jomtien for a look round Thought it all over rated and left early to come home. As the bus came into Second Road I saw the arch in Boyztown That changed my life. I virtually lived in Boyztown for the next 9 days Shared time between Cockpit and BoyBoyBoy and made up for the lost days at the start of my trip. It was all so uncomplicated

The pool at Nova was a big attraction and boys that I had offed told me I come see you no tip , Of course I had to buy them breakfast or dinner but it was wonderful. That was the first of many trips every year from then on

[latintopxxx]

On one of my frequent trips to Thailand i spent 10 days in Pattaya and had an absolute blast, was totally infatuated with ane of the show boys who did the hula hoop thing totally naked sporting a beautiful erection, sometimes he would wear a tiny pink speedo, had dyed blonde hair and a gymnasts physique...took me 4 days before I finally managed to off him...absolutely well worth the hunt.
Then did 2 brothers (or so they said) who worked at crystal bar (closed now I think), older one featurered on the cover of a local gay magazine.
One of the best fuck shows I ever saw was at a place called lucky 777 Ithink...not sure...got me totally hooked...the antics they got up to...

it took me 1 hour to ventilate my first trip to Thailand and than the connection went down.
won't type it again. sorry.


You should have saved it in word then you could just copy and paste it again on here later. :cyclopsani:

it took me 1 hour to ventilate my first trip to Thailand and than the connection went down.
won't type it again. sorry.


You should have saved it in word then you could just copy and paste it again on here later. :cyclopsani:

Seriously, how many of us do that? When this happens to me, I put it down to the little green gawd on my shoulder telling me not to post such wickedness. What colour is yours Wit?

Ah, the regret I have after reading some of these stories. My own story is simple enough and similar but yet unique. Does anyone from the States remember when the Advocate had the Pink Pages? This was back during the Reagan '80's and the Pink Pages were where you found all the sex ads in those pre-Internet days.

There was an ad for a company in San Francisco called International Wavelength, anyone remember them? They were offering videos, books and magazines of exclusively Asian men shot in Asia (mostly Japan and Thailand) then imported to the West - a real eye opener for me back then! I've always been an Asianphile since as long as I can remember. Sadly growing up in the American South you just didn't meet any Asians. I dunno why I love Asian guys so much other than I just know what I like (and that's a post for another thread, another time ;-P)

I remember among the photo sets and Japanese (censored of course) gay pillow books I purchased there was a video simply called "My Way" which was my true eye opening glimpse into the world of gay Thailand. It was your typical foreign country travelogue by day and it showed the boys relaxing outside some of the clubs that were around back then. I remember some of the clubs they highlighted where you saw beautiful and slinky brown boys cleaning and getting ready for the evenings events or simply lounging out front smoking a cigarette or waving you over with their alluring smiles. I remember the clubs they showed me such as Apollo, Twilight and Golden Cock to name a few.

The main event however was a private showing taped that evening in the bar My Way. This was my first look at some of the erotic boy go-go dancers there doing their routine in skimpy white g-strings with their number emblazoned on it - oh I was in Asian boy heaven! I think I wore that old VHS tape out (as well as a certain other appendage) back then while I still had it. :thumbright:

Sadly however I never made the trip back then to sample those delights for myself. I kept finding excuses for reasons why I shouldn't go. It might have been for the best as knowing me I might not have survived being a "kid in a Thai candy store!" Even to today at 45 years of age I am haunted by what I should have done and might have been. I wonder if the Thailand of my dreams (or imagination) back then still exists anymore or even could. But I never let that dream go as I spent years becoming self-taught in the Thai language and the ways of Thai culture. I perhaps carry the distinction of being one of the only farangs that knows so much about a place he has never even been.

So I guess that is my feeling reading these old stories - the regret of what all I missed and the lingering hope that some of the Thailand of that era still exists. Part of that I admit is to satisfy my hedonist bent. But then I have also discovered the country in other ways and come to love her just for the culture and people. Whether the Thailand of my early feverish sexual dreams exists today or not I am still coming (no pun intended.) I plan to make this the last year I spend in America and I am 'getting my ducks in a row' to finally make the move. This has always been a part of me so much so that the only way I can explain it is this - some of us know what we are meant to do with our lives and what our destiny is to fulfill. I ignored mine for so long and I have paid a terrible price for it. I won't go into details as this has suffice to say already been a long enough post to read and more personal than I had intended.

I just wonder if at least some of what I want to find is still there waiting for this 'old man' (in the eyes of the gay West) to discover. I only hope it has not become too late.

Thanks for reading,

Wit

You should have saved it in word then you could just copy and paste it again on here later. :cyclopsani:


Seriously, how many of us do that? When this happens to me, I put it down to the little green gawd on my shoulder telling me not to post such wickedness. What colour is yours Wit?

I honestly don't know as I usually ignore him most of the time (against my usual better judgment sometimes.) :salute:

And to answer your question, yes I honestly did do that just now as I was posting my long ass reply and saving it in Word. :thumbleft:

[adman5000]

Wit
Thank you for writing your thoughts. Wow - you have learned Thai and never visited Thailand! I am sure you would enjoy very much. I also think you can find many things you look for. Will you visit first, before you move there? I think that is a very good idea.Good luck.

[x in pattaya]

Even to today at 45 years of age I am haunted by what I should have done

You're a mere child. Don't let 45 bother you.


the lingering hope that some of the Thailand of that era still exists.

It does.
Some of the people who have been here for years and years can no longer see it.
But what you're looking for is still here. For some people, such as you,I believe it'll be plain to see, feel, touch, smell.
For others it will never exist ... And for some it existed once, but in some Peter Pan-esque way, they've lost the ability to see it.
Go slowly and savour it. It may not be in the first place you look, but it's here ... waiting for you.



I plan to make this the last year I spend in America and I am 'getting my ducks in a row' to finally make the move. This has always been a part of me so much so that the only way I can explain it is this -I just wonder if at least some of what I want to find is still there waiting for this 'old man' (in the eyes of the gay West) to discover. I only hope it has not become too late.

If you were virtually anyone else I would caution you not to burn bridges and that you should give it a trial run first, but in your case I think you're ready. I know my first thought when I woke up to what I had stumbled upon was "This is home." And now it truly is... and I'm ever so slightly over 45. :drunken:

My only "concern" is that at 45 you are a bit too youthful for a retirement visa. If you intend to take up residence I hope those ducks you've lined up have taken that into account.

Best wishes. Please do share your impression as you settle in (assuming you find the time).

Wit
Thank you for writing your thoughts. Wow - you have learned Thai and never visited Thailand! I am sure you would enjoy very much. I also think you can find many things you look for. Will you visit first, before you move there? I think that is a very good idea.Good luck.

Thank YOU for the support. I do have a plan in place for when and how I can get to Thailand. Read on to my reply comments to X in this thread. :profileleft:

[Beachlover]

Ah, the regret I have after reading some of these stories. My own story is simple enough and similar but yet unique. Does anyone from the States remember when the Advocate had the Pink Pages? This was back during the Reagan '80's and the Pink Pages were where you found all the sex ads in those pre-Internet days.

There was an ad for a company in San Francisco called International Wavelength, anyone remember them? They were offering videos, books and magazines of exclusively Asian men shot in Asia (mostly Japan and Thailand) then imported to the West - a real eye opener for me back then! I've always been an Asianphile since as long as I can remember. Sadly growing up in the American South you just didn't meet any Asians. I dunno why I love Asian guys so much other than I just know what I like (and that's a post for another thread, another time ;-P)

I remember among the photo sets and Japanese (censored of course) gay pillow books I purchased there was a video simply called "My Way" which was my true eye opening glimpse into the world of gay Thailand. It was your typical foreign country travelogue by day and it showed the boys relaxing outside some of the clubs that were around back then. I remember some of the clubs they highlighted where you saw beautiful and slinky brown boys cleaning and getting ready for the evenings events or simply lounging out front smoking a cigarette or waving you over with their alluring smiles. I remember the clubs they showed me such as Apollo, Twilight and Golden Cock to name a few.

The main event however was a private showing taped that evening in the bar My Way. This was my first look at some of the erotic boy go-go dancers there doing their routine in skimpy white g-strings with their number emblazoned on it - oh I was in Asian boy heaven! I think I wore that old VHS tape out (as well as a certain other appendage) back then while I still had it. :thumbright:

Sadly however I never made the trip back then to sample those delights for myself. I kept finding excuses for reasons why I shouldn't go. It might have been for the best as knowing me I might not have survived being a "kid in a Thai candy store!" Even to today at 45 years of age I am haunted by what I should have done and might have been. I wonder if the Thailand of my dreams (or imagination) back then still exists anymore or even could. But I never let that dream go as I spent years becoming self-taught in the Thai language and the ways of Thai culture. I perhaps carry the distinction of being one of the only farangs that knows so much about a place he has never even been.

So I guess that is my feeling reading these old stories - the regret of what all I missed and the lingering hope that some of the Thailand of that era still exists. Part of that I admit is to satisfy my hedonist bent. But then I have also discovered the country in other ways and come to love her just for the culture and people. Whether the Thailand of my early feverish sexual dreams exists today or not I am still coming (no pun intended.) I plan to make this the last year I spend in America and I am 'getting my ducks in a row' to finally make the move. This has always been a part of me so much so that the only way I can explain it is this - some of us know what we are meant to do with our lives and what our destiny is to fulfill. I ignored mine for so long and I have paid a terrible price for it. I won't go into details as this has suffice to say already been a long enough post to read and more personal than I had intended.

I just wonder if at least some of what I want to find is still there waiting for this 'old man' (in the eyes of the gay West) to discover. I only hope it has not become too late.

Thanks for reading,

Wit

Do you mean you've never visited?

I think you should visit before deciding to settle there!

Can I suggest.... just do it! It's not that far away. You only live once. Really... a quick few weeks in Thailand... it's not like flying to the Moon.

Nothing worse than wanting to do something and not doing it...

Life is about enjoying things and living it out. You really should go over an spend a few weeks there.

[quote=Wit] Even to today at 45 years of age I am haunted by what I should have done

You're a mere child. Don't let 45 bother you.

Thank you. I like to think I am at the great in between age - old enough to know better but young enough to do it anyway! lol


the lingering hope that some of the Thailand of that era still exists.


It does.
Some of the people who have been here for years and years can no longer see it.
But what you're looking for is still here. For some people, such as you,I believe it'll be plain to see, feel, touch, smell.
For others it will never exist ... And for some it existed once, but in some Peter Pan-esque way, they've lost the ability to see it.
Go slowly and savour it. It may not be in the first place you look, but it's here ... waiting for you.

Wow, again thank you for a wonderfully eloquent response. It's sad that I had to fight to the urge to retch at the same time because I was listening to that lying sack of shite Bush give his farewell address on TV in the other room, gawd can he just LEAVE already?


If you were virtually anyone else I would caution you not to burn bridges and that you should give it a trial run first, but in your case I think you're ready. I know my first thought when I woke up to what I had stumbled upon was "This is home."

Again, my thanks. For the first time I really feel that come what may I am as truly ready as I will ever be. I've always liked stories about separation and loss and rediscovery. I feel like my life is a real life episode of 'Lost' - looking to find my way back home. I think that is truly the feeling waiting for there - that I am finally at long last 'home.' :sunny:


My only "concern" is that at 45 you are a bit too youthful for a retirement visa. If you intend to take up residence I hope those ducks you've lined up have taken that into account.

Same here. What I plan is somewhere in the middle. I can't seriously afford just to take a vaca there with the economy the way it is here now (thank you George Bush!) So my alternative is locating a job there that will allow me to work in Thailand either short term or long term, preferably with a Western company and Western salary wages banking on my experience and Thai skills along with my enthusiasm for living and working there. At best this will be the stepping stone to living in LOS til I reach retirement if it's everything I hope it will be. At worst I can tough it out for a short term commitment and if it doesn't work out either move on to somewhere else or move back to the US (if there is a US worth moving back too.) I really don't think that this will be a 'worst case' scenario but I am taking the time to plan my moves carefully in lieu of having the unlimited funds to just relocate and set up shop on the beaches of Pattaya - not yet anyway! Stay tuned :salute: .


Best wishes. Please do share your impression as you settle in (assuming you find the time).[/quote:a492gwx7]

You can see I'm not shy with yapping online here so that's a fair bet as long as the Singha is on ice and the boys aren't being too distracting. In the meanwhile bear with me while I'm getting the hang of cuts and quotes on here.

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[francois]

Ah, the regret I have after reading some of these stories.

" Even to today at 45 years of age I am haunted by what I should have done and might have been.

. I only hope it has not become too late.
Wit

You are only 45 yo?? Just a kid. My regret was that I was not 45 yo when I first visited Thailand. Stop the excuses and get on the next flight.

[francois]

Even to today at 45 years of age I am haunted by what I should have done ]

Same here. What I plan is somewhere in the middle. I can't seriously afford just to take a vaca there with the economy the way it is here now (thank you George Bush!)
[/quote

In an earlier post you said you had the resources to visit both CM and Bangkok. Did Bernie Madoff, make off with your resources?

In an earlier post you said you had the resources to visit both CM and Bangkok. Did Bernie Madoff, make off with your resources?

You are so right. I did say that however let me clarify that I was referring to my resources of Thai friends in those cities that are willing to host me while I am there. I still need to fund the cost of a plan ticket and deal with business and financial affairs here first. That's my main obstacle to being there right now! :silent:

[x in pattaya]

So my alternative is locating a job there that will allow me to work in Thailand either short term or long term, preferably with a Western company and Western salary wages banking on my experience and Thai skills along with my enthusiasm for living and working there.

Well, best of luck with that. Hard to say, not knowing what employment skills you have, but planning on finding work with a western company paying western compensation is not going to be easy. If you are truly fluent in written and spoken Thai that would be a plus, but having no previous work experience outside the US would be a minus.

Your enthusiam for living and working here is not exactly a big selling point. Even in good economic times there were loads of people looking to find work here that would essentially provide them with an all expense paid holiday in LOS. In the current economic situation a lot of people would be enthusiastic to live & work anywhere.

In the ten years before I retired here I worked in the Middle East which provided a great income and easy access to Thailand where I was able to spend about 3 months each year on holiday. Unfortunately, even places like Dubai are taking a hit in the current Bush-onomic era.

Anyway, I hope it works out. Some people manage to find good jobs here and enjoy the good life before retiring. Maybe that will include you.



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My first journey to Thailand was in 1994 and my life has not been the same since. I was on an extended vacation and after a week in Hawaii, traveled to Thailand. I was overwhelmed by the sounds and sights on my first day in BKK. I knew little about he bars, etc. I did mostly touristy things and then went to Chiang Mai for a few days and stayed at a gay guest house, whose name I forget. The owners were great in guiding me to the bars and before I knew it had the cutest boy in tow for the evening. I believe the name of the bar was Doi Boy.
I returned to BKK for the remainder of my trip and stayed at the Aquarius Guest House which is a story all in itself. I fell in love with a 21 year old guy from Nong Hai and upon my return to my home, I split with my BF, and planned to move to Thailand. I found a job teaching English and soon was back in paradise. Needless to say , my first romance did not last beyond the first week. I stayed for almost a year and then returned to the US to deal with family matters.
A year later, I returned again to live in both Pattaya and Bangkok. After another year, I again had to return home because of ill family members.
I now visit on a regular basis and can hardly wait for the time I can move permanently back to Thailand. I envy those who have made it their permanent home.

[Smiles]

Hi Casino,
Please check your PM inbox.

Cheers ...

Well, best of luck with that. Hard to say, not knowing what employment skills you have, but planning on finding work with a western company paying western compensation is not going to be easy. If you are truly fluent in written and spoken Thai that would be a plus, but having no previous work experience outside the US would be a minus.

Your enthusiasm for living and working here is not exactly a big selling point. Even in good economic times there were loads of people looking to find work here that would essentially provide them with an all expense paid holiday in LOS. In the current economic situation a lot of people would be enthusiastic to live & work anywhere.

In the ten years before I retired here I worked in the Middle East which provided a great income and easy access to Thailand where I was able to spend about 3 months each year on holiday. Unfortunately, even places like Dubai are taking a hit in the current Bush-onomic era.

Anyway, I hope it works out. Some people manage to find good jobs here and enjoy the good life before retiring. Maybe that will include you.

Granted I know the odds I am facing and if I am not successful this first time out then I'll regroup and try again. Another regret is that I didn't try to make the jump when there were more, economically speaking, "greener pastures" to work in or choose from. But what's done is done and I can't change the past, only the future.

There's a line from an old movie that goes like this - "All you need is bullsh*t, attitude and experience" "Oh, yeah? Well come watch and experience my bullsh*t" (Eddie Murphy, Nick Nolte - 48 Hours)

Most employers I have learned generally hire over attitude. An employee with a great attitude who is willing to learn will usually win out over an employee with a poor attitude and 20 years experience.

That said, if they are hiring for a specific skill set for a mission critical system, perhaps experience is the better ammunition to have in my arsenal.

Either way I intend to offer the best I have in both with my years of commercial, retail and private sector managerial experience coupled with my Thai skills in reading, writing and speech. That's why I am going back for my second certification in Thai language here at home that is sponsored by the local Thai temple and the Embassy of Thailand.

I also have connections both here at Wat Thai in DC and also with staff at the Embassy as well as some connections there in Thailand. Perhaps not enough to pull strings (though I might be surprised) but I might find open doors I would not have stumbled across otherwise. Even so I might not make it the first try or the first dozen, but dogged determination and persistence can get you just as far if you're willing to put in the work.

Long story short if I aim for the stars and I fall short then at least I'll land on the moon.

By the end of this year even if I don't have a job in Thailand I'm finally making the trip so in a sense it's a win-win. It's a new era of hope here in America and we have shown the world recently that if you have hope and determination you can do anything.

So while I in no way mean to sound arrogant I am optimist when I say "yes, I can" Thailand, "yes I can."

Cheers :cheers:
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[Wesley]

It was aabout ten years ago I think, Pinnacle Hotel , Silom Patpong, many boys, many boys many boys, many boys. Cum cum, cum, cum. That was my first trip. They have been greatly reminisient of the first for ten years now. I could write a book but you guys know I am boring. The boys though. My my my. They were good. Have been ever since.

I had given up on ever finding another guy, it was a hap hazzard google and I found tthe PG forum that changed my mind and life, Jinks in particular that helped me to see that there was hope for a guy of 47. I thought my gay life was over. Now look at me. surely I was saved, born again into a new life. So, now its several guys a week two bf's and all the beer I can drink. HappYYYY!



Wes

[francois]

There's a line from an old movie that goes like this - "All you need is bullsh*t, attitude and experience" "Oh, yeah? Well come watch and experience my bullsh*t" (Eddie Murphy, Nick Nolte - 48 Hours)
Cheers :cheers:
р╕Юр╕╡р╣Ир╕зр╕┤р╕Чр╕� �р╣М

"Well come watch and experience my bullshit? " Yes, I think that is exactly what I am doing. Fran├зois

[Doug]

First time I came on a 14 day Cathay Pacific tour. Three days in Hong Kong then Bangkok.

My initial impressions were the same. Heat, humidity, smelly and sweaty. It's not going to be fun. The tour booked me a single at the Asia Hotel. The room was unbelieveably small with a bed smaller than a twin size. Each floor had a matron that sat at a desk beside the elevator. How could you have fun here??

I had read Sparticus travel book and memorized the gay area of Pat Pong. During the day I went to look for the gay bars but, of course everything looks different during the day. At night (8:00pm) I ended up in the girly bar area...nervous and lost. The gay books had warned not to go with a tout but when one asked me if I wanted a boy, desparation won over caution. We walked a long way to a bar and went in. It was too early and there were only a couple of boys there neither of which appealed to me. The tout suggested another bar so I paid the exhorbatant bill and off we went.

We came to the top of a soi where the tout turned. I stopped. I was very dark. I asked where. He pointed to a glimmer far down the soi. Everything told me, NO, except my groin which had taken over common sense. We arrived at Lucky 7 and went up the narrow stairs. The room was so dark except for the stage where 9 of the most georgeous specimens of youth danced in their briefs.

The tout led me to a couch and drinks were ordered. I was mezmerised by the beauty of the boys...one imparticular...number 11. He smiled at me and I smiled back and he immediately jumped off the stage and sat next to me. He took my hand an put it on his thigh and I was in paradise. My breathing was so shallow, I felt a constriction in my chest. This can't be real. Nothing in the world was smoother or softer than his skin. His hands, his sniff kisses, his body movements, his endearments, transported me. I would have sold my soul immediately if the devil had promised this moment would last.

The tout asked if I wanted to off the boy and take him to a room upstairs. Yes! YES! YES! Oh but how much. He talked with the mamasan then said it would be 2000 bhat...everything included, off fee, room, drinks. Not the tip for the boy.

Now I had read not to take more money with you than you planned to spend. I had read the typical cost for a boy and had only brought that. Why was it so expensive? (1991) "Do you take Visa?"

Oh, the disappointment. We finished the drinks. I reluctantly let go of the boy and gave him a small tip and I went out into the dark soi - shattered...searching for a cold shower.

The next night I was back at Lucky7 at opening with my wallet bulging. When I entered the room, number 11 raced over and embrassed me is a most erotic way. My ego soared to unheard of heights as well as other parts. We took up where we left off the night before. I told the mamasan I wanted the to off the boy and reminded her of the 2000 baht fee. She stared then said Oh yes...that's right.

Upstairs the room was very dark. We shower together then took to bed and it was glorious. I think I was 5 seconds away from a major heart attack when we both "finished". We cuddled for an additional 20 minutes before showering and returning to the bar.

When we sat down another georgeous boy sat with us. I became the center of an erotic sandwich. Number 11 introduce is friend and asked if I wanted to off him. Without hesitation, I said Yes and up the stairs we went...money be damned...heart attack be damned...anyway I had sold my soul the night before.

Too soon it came time to pay the bill. I picked up the cup and the boy grabbed the bill to total it up. He hesitated then showed it to his friend. They both frowned at me. "Paeng mak" He whispered to me what the drinks, the off and the room should cost. When the mamasan came over, I gave her 2000baht. She argued, but I said the bar was ripping me off and the 2000 was more than enough...or maybe the tourist police could mediate. She aquiessed.

I over tipped the boys and said goodbye because the next day the tour took me to Pattaya and surely nothing could compare to Lucky 7.

I was wrong! But nothing will erase every detail of that nigh in Lucky 7 and my first Thai love, number 11.

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Doug - An explorer in the land of smiles Blog

LOVE is giving him the power to destroy you and trusting he won't.

[Dani69]

so sweet-.....

There's a line from an old movie that goes like this - "All you need is bullsh*t, attitude and experience" "Oh, yeah? Well come watch and experience my bullsh*t" (Eddie Murphy, Nick Nolte - 48 Hours)
Cheers :cheers:
р╕Юр╕╡р╣Ир╕зр╕┤р╕Чр╕� �р╣М

"Well come watch and experience my bullshit? " Yes, I think that is exactly what I am doing. Fran├зois

So you're thinking I'm full of bullshit? No very nice there nor was that very accurate considering you don't know me at all. :blackeye:

р╕зр╕┤р╕Чр╕вр╣М

[francois]

"Well come watch and experience my bullshit? " Yes, I think that is exactly what I am doing. Fran├зois[/quote]

So you're thinking I'm full of bullshit? No very nice there nor was that very accurate considering you don't know me at all. :blackeye:[/quote]

Wit, I am only quoting what you wrote! I also only know you by your posts. Lots of bs on this forum and difficult to shovel through.

[quote:3vv3xm4m]So you're thinking I'm full of bullshit? No very nice there nor was that very accurate considering you don't know me at all. :blackeye:

Wit, I am only quoting what you wrote! I also only know you by your posts. Lots of bs on this forum and difficult to shovel through.[/quote:3vv3xm4m]

You might have taken my quote out of context but they were literally just the lines from the movie 48 Hours. I was meaning that bullshit (i.e attitude) can sometimes win out over experience (or lack there of) when applying for jobs.

Taken literally your response seemed hostile although anyone who spends time chatting online will know that it's easy to misinterpret ones words and meaning without knowing the full context, tone of voice or watching a persons body language.

I've seen some of the flames and nastiness on this site and it does not interest me to add fuel to the fire. I'm just a decent and laid back guy lazily wandering through here enjoying some good reads and hoping to gleam some insights into my future home of Thailand.

In other words I mean no ill will and hope not to receive any in return, so before the first shot is fired..peace?

р╣Др╕бр╣Ир╣Ар╕Ыр╣Зр╕Щ� �╣Др╕г р╕Щр╕░р╕Др╕▒р╕Ъ!

р╕зр╕┤р╕Чр╕вр╣М

I've seen some of the flames and nastiness on this site and it does not interest me to add fuel to the fire. I'm just a decent and laid back guy lazily wandering through here enjoying some good reads and hoping to gleam some insights into my future home of Thailand.So you're not planning to fit in then? :bounce: :idea:

So you're not planning to fit in then? :bounce: :idea:

I've managed to not fit in the last 45 years of my life. Not sure I could even if I knew how! :thumbright:

I've managed to not fit in the last 45 years of my life. Not sure I could even if I knew how! :thumbright:What about during the first 45 years?

[francois]

In other words I mean no ill will and hope not to receive any in return, so before the first shot is fired..peace?
р╣Др╕бр╣Ир╣Ар╕Ыр╣Зр╕Щ� �╣Др╕г р╕Щр╕░р╕Др╕▒р╕Ъ!
р╕зр╕┤р╕Чр╕вр╣М

All newbies take some low blows for better or worser. Rather than write "what if" better to resolve to visit Thailand, this year, no matter what; you will have much to remember and write of your first trip. Peace.

Wit: I will assume you are not BS, but for real.

My opinion: You MUST get your butt on the first flight to BKK and spend a few weeks or more experiencing this country. It is beyond my imagination that in this day and age you can have such a lifetime desire, about ready to pull the pin and make the big move of quitting your present job/life, and you have never even been here for one or more holidays. You may be fooling yourself by thinking this is your destiny. How could you know if you haven't even been here.

I am much older than you and only discovered Thailand two years ago. I am in Bangkok now on my third trip and this time for three weeks (wish it was three months). I may later live the rest of my days here, but I'm not yet ready and have not done my homework needed for such a total move.

Wherever you are in the US you can find a ticket for less than $1,500 RT. About 24 hours in the air with the right attitude and you are here and can start experiencing what other posters are beautifully describing.

I don't intend to sound like a jerk, but I think you are very naive to make a total life commitment without ever getting on the ground first. Drop what your doing, take time off from work, and get on a plane next week. You won't regret it.

[Beachlover]

First time I came on a 14 day Cathay Pacific tour. Three days in Hong Kong then Bangkok.

My initial impressions were the same. Heat, humidity, smelly and sweaty. It's not going to be fun. The tour booked me a single at the Asia Hotel. The room was unbelieveably small with a bed smaller than a twin size. Each floor had a matron that sat at a desk beside the elevator. How could you have fun here??

I had read Sparticus travel book and memorized the gay area of Pat Pong. During the day I went to look for the gay bars but, of course everything looks different during the day. At night (8:00pm) I ended up in the girly bar area...nervous and lost. The gay books had warned not to go with a tout but when one asked me if I wanted a boy, desparation won over caution. We walked a long way to a bar and went in. It was too early and there were only a couple of boys there neither of which appealed to me. The tout suggested another bar so I paid the exhorbatant bill and off we went.

We came to the top of a soi where the tout turned. I stopped. I was very dark. I asked where. He pointed to a glimmer far down the soi. Everything told me, NO, except my groin which had taken over common sense. We arrived at Lucky 7 and went up the narrow stairs. The room was so dark except for the stage where 9 of the most georgeous specimens of youth danced in their briefs.

The tout led me to a couch and drinks were ordered. I was mezmerised by the beauty of the boys...one imparticular...number 11. He smiled at me and I smiled back and he immediately jumped off the stage and sat next to me. He took my hand an put it on his thigh and I was in paradise. My breathing was so shallow, I felt a constriction in my chest. This can't be real. Nothing in the world was smoother or softer than his skin. His hands, his sniff kisses, his body movements, his endearments, transported me. I would have sold my soul immediately if the devil had promised this moment would last.

The tout asked if I wanted to off the boy and take him to a room upstairs. Yes! YES! YES! Oh but how much. He talked with the mamasan then said it would be 2000 bhat...everything included, off fee, room, drinks. Not the tip for the boy.

Now I had read not to take more money with you than you planned to spend. I had read the typical cost for a boy and had only brought that. Why was it so expensive? (1991) "Do you take Visa?"

Oh, the disappointment. We finished the drinks. I reluctantly let go of the boy and gave him a small tip and I went out into the dark soi - shattered...searching for a cold shower.

The next night I was back at Lucky7 at opening with my wallet bulging. When I entered the room, number 11 raced over and embrassed me is a most erotic way. My ego soared to unheard of heights as well as other parts. We took up where we left off the night before. I told the mamasan I wanted the to off the boy and reminded her of the 2000 baht fee. She stared then said Oh yes...that's right.

Upstairs the room was very dark. We shower together then took to bed and it was glorious. I think I was 5 seconds away from a major heart attack when we both "finished". We cuddled for an additional 20 minutes before showering and returning to the bar.

When we sat down another georgeous boy sat with us. I became the center of an erotic sandwich. Number 11 introduce is friend and asked if I wanted to off him. Without hesitation, I said Yes and up the stairs we went...money be damned...heart attack be damned...anyway I had sold my soul the night before.

Too soon it came time to pay the bill. I picked up the cup and the boy grabbed the bill to total it up. He hesitated then showed it to his friend. They both frowned at me. "Paeng mak" He whispered to me what the drinks, the off and the room should cost. When the mamasan came over, I gave her 2000baht. She argued, but I said the bar was ripping me off and the 2000 was more than enough...or maybe the tourist police could mediate. She aquiessed.

I over tipped the boys and said goodbye because the next day the tour took me to Pattaya and surely nothing could compare to Lucky 7.

I was wrong! But nothing will erase every detail of that nigh in Lucky 7 and my first Thai love, number 11.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Doug - An explorer in the land of smiles Blog

LOVE is giving him the power to destroy you and trusting he won't.

Haha... lust more than love.

Sweet. You tell the story well.

[Wesley]

First time I came on a 14 day Cathay Pacific tour. Three days in Hong Kong then Bangkok.

My initial impressions were the same. Heat, humidity, smelly and sweaty. It's not going to be fun. The tour booked me a single at the Asia Hotel. The room was unbelieveably small with a bed smaller than a twin size. Each floor had a matron that sat at a desk beside the elevator. How could you have fun here??

I had read Sparticus travel book and memorized the gay area of Pat Pong. During the day I went to look for the gay bars but, of course everything looks different during the day. At night (8:00pm) I ended up in the girly bar area...nervous and lost. The gay books had warned not to go with a tout but when one asked me if I wanted a boy, desparation won over caution. We walked a long way to a bar and went in. It was too early and there were only a couple of boys there neither of which appealed to me. The tout suggested another bar so I paid the exhorbatant bill and off we went.

We came to the top of a soi where the tout turned. I stopped. I was very dark. I asked where. He pointed to a glimmer far down the soi. Everything told me, NO, except my groin which had taken over common sense. We arrived at Lucky 7 and went up the narrow stairs. The room was so dark except for the stage where 9 of the most georgeous specimens of youth danced in their briefs.

The tout led me to a couch and drinks were ordered. I was mezmerised by the beauty of the boys...one imparticular...number 11. He smiled at me and I smiled back and he immediately jumped off the stage and sat next to me. He took my hand an put it on his thigh and I was in paradise. My breathing was so shallow, I felt a constriction in my chest. This can't be real. Nothing in the world was smoother or softer than his skin. His hands, his sniff kisses, his body movements, his endearments, transported me. I would have sold my soul immediately if the devil had promised this moment would last.

The tout asked if I wanted to off the boy and take him to a room upstairs. Yes! YES! YES! Oh but how much. He talked with the mamasan then said it would be 2000 bhat...everything included, off fee, room, drinks. Not the tip for the boy.

Now I had read not to take more money with you than you planned to spend. I had read the typical cost for a boy and had only brought that. Why was it so expensive? (1991) "Do you take Visa?"

Oh, the disappointment. We finished the drinks. I reluctantly let go of the boy and gave him a small tip and I went out into the dark soi - shattered...searching for a cold shower.

The next night I was back at Lucky7 at opening with my wallet bulging. When I entered the room, number 11 raced over and embrassed me is a most erotic way. My ego soared to unheard of heights as well as other parts. We took up where we left off the night before. I told the mamasan I wanted the to off the boy and reminded her of the 2000 baht fee. She stared then said Oh yes...that's right.

Upstairs the room was very dark. We shower together then took to bed and it was glorious. I think I was 5 seconds away from a major heart attack when we both "finished". We cuddled for an additional 20 minutes before showering and returning to the bar.

When we sat down another georgeous boy sat with us. I became the center of an erotic sandwich. Number 11 introduce is friend and asked if I wanted to off him. Without hesitation, I said Yes and up the stairs we went...money be damned...heart attack be damned...anyway I had sold my soul the night before.

Too soon it came time to pay the bill. I picked up the cup and the boy grabbed the bill to total it up. He hesitated then showed it to his friend. They both frowned at me. "Paeng mak" He whispered to me what the drinks, the off and the room should cost. When the mamasan came over, I gave her 2000baht. She argued, but I said the bar was ripping me off and the 2000 was more than enough...or maybe the tourist police could mediate. She aquiessed.

I over tipped the boys and said goodbye because the next day the tour took me to Pattaya and surely nothing could compare to Lucky 7.

I was wrong! But nothing will erase every detail of that nigh in Lucky 7 and my first Thai love, number 11.

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Doug - An explorer in the land of smiles Blog

LOVE is giving him the power to destroy you and trusting he won't.




Wonderful post, I fell in love with the guy I first met like a school boy falls in love with his first gf, His nme was Noi, Ten years later and we still talk and exchange mail.

Wes

[x in pattaya]

unless you are celebate [sic] with several guys a week

Either there's a comma missing or you have a strange definition for "celibate."



But when I estimated I'd had more than 1,500 different sex partners guys on this board pretended I was some kind of freak, yet unless you are celebate with several guys a week & 2 bf's you're 2-7 times a week & would hit 1,500 partners with the "several guys," in a relatively short period of time, not that anyone's counting.

It's easy to see why some "long term" senator would be eager to have you "punch up" his speeches ... assuming his aim is to filibuster rather than inspire or inform.

[PeterUK]

not that anyone's counting.

I have a friend who does just that. He keeps a record of every sexual liaison, marks out of ten in various categories, time taken to reach climax, that sort of thing. He has wild, dishevelled hair, staring eyes and a tendency to grab total strangers by the arse. I like him. He fits in well in Pattaya.

[catawampuscat]

Everyone fits in Pattaya, Peter UK..
No matter how weird, how ugly,how obese, how freaky, they fit right
in. Many of these men have never had friends and were never socialized.
They don't understand that conversations are two way, that racial hatred,
religious hatred, and facist right wing politics are not acceptable topics of
conversation with strangers or frankly anyone. Some assume everyone is
into the same twisted scene which they volunteer to babysit and become boy scout
leaders for, and some just babble and wait for the grim reaper to take them out.
It is a paradise for everyone.. No matter what you look like, no matter how
disgusting you are, some boys will try to make your acquaintance and make your day.
I was talking with a friend and he said he thought some farangs don't speak to anyone for 11 months a year and save it all up for their time in Pattaya. It makes some sense and I find I have to get up and move away more and more often these days as the barflies infest the beer bars and talk talk talk.

Some even proclaim that they are hetero and like many Thai boys, think that
having sex with ladyboys is hetero behavior and these closet cases are among the worse. I even met one who tried to marry a Thai woman but she was already married and all he did was chase after young Thai boys. His
closet needed a woman as a beard apparently and I avoid him like the plague. I waste far too much time avoiding the low lifes and barflies, who only need to catch your eye, to join you and become your instant best friend.
My unsolicited advice is to prepay your bin and move away at the first sight of one of the barflies.
Don't be afraid of offending them as they think this is normal behavior as they are used to men hiding when they appear and fleeing when they approach.
They live on new blood and foolish men who try to be polite. Some are deranged, some are deaf, some are blind but all are desparate and will ruin your good times if you allow it.
Beware of barflies, you are far safer with the moneyboys. :cat:

Some even proclaim that they are hetero I met one guy, married to a Thai lady, who told me that if he needed some variety all he had to do was turn her face down and instantly he had a teenage boy.

Everyone fits in Pattaya, Peter UK..
No matter how weird, how ugly,how obese, how freaky, they fit right
in. Many of these men have never had friends and were never socialized.
They don't understand that conversations are two way, that racial hatred,
religious hatred, and facist right wing politics are not acceptable topics of
conversation with strangers or frankly anyone. Some assume everyone is
into the same twisted scene which they volunteer to babysit and become boy scout
leaders for, and some just babble and wait for the grim reaper to take them out.
It is a paradise for everyone.. No matter what you look like, no matter how
disgusting you are, some boys will try to make your acquaintance and make your day.
I was talking with a friend and he said he thought some farangs don't speak to anyone for 11 months a year and save it all up for their time in Pattaya. It makes some sense and I find I have to get up and move away more and more often these days as the barflies infest the beer bars and talk talk talk.

Some even proclaim that they are hetero and like many Thai boys, think that
having sex with ladyboys is hetero behavior and these closet cases are among the worse. I even met one who tried to marry a Thai woman but she was already married and all he did was chase after young Thai boys. His
closet needed a woman as a beard apparently and I avoid him like the plague. I waste far too much time avoiding the low lifes and barflies, who only need to catch your eye, to join you and become your instant best friend.
My unsolicited advice is to prepay your bin and move away at the first sight of one of the barflies.
Don't be afraid of offending them as they think this is normal behavior as they are used to men hiding when they appear and fleeing when they approach.
They live on new blood and foolish men who try to be polite. Some are deranged, some are deaf, some are blind but all are desparate and will ruin your good times if you allow it.
Beware of barflies, you are far safer with the moneyboys. :cat:

This is why I joined this board, not just for the good reads (I'm always a sucker for eloquence) but because you learn things they will never, ever teach you in any travel guide or any other Thai website, thanks Catawampuscat! :salute:

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Cheers ...

Without reading all of the replies to this thread (so sorry if I'm saying something that's been said before) I've always thought of my first visit to LOS as very similar to losing my virginity. In so much as, your first time will always be the best and most memorable. While subsequent visits will also be fantastic, you will never be able to quite capture that first eye opening time that you first experienced LOS. And believe me, it's an eye opener. If you're anything like me, you'll be planning your next trip before you've even left for home.

Before I left for my first trip, I met up with a guy I met on the net who was a seasoned pro. Even though he'd been dozens of times, he told me that he envied me going on my first trip, for that very reason, and now, after six visits, I know exactly what he was talking about. You'll come back after your first trip with a sense of wonderful fulfillment that you've finally found somewhere on this earth where you not only fit in, but you'd have met the most fantastic people, had the most incredible experiences, and done things you'd never have dreamed of doing back home. Every day was an adventure on my first trip to LOS. Even just leaving the hotel and going for a walk was an experience. I don't know what it is about LOS, but it makes you feel like you can do and be everything you ever wanted to do or be, without any of that rotten westernised social stigma you had back home.

Of course, as with any new experience, naivety plays a large part in your enjoyment of it. Which is probably why the first time is the best.

Go and have one of the best times of your life. You'll have a fantastic time.