Originally Posted by
Oliver2
I enjoy - obviously more so than Arsenal- the attempts of falang punters to make conversation (if that's the correct description) with Thai ladies from the bars. I was once with P and three of his friends at the open-air bbq in Pattaya Tai, long since gone, where the next table was occupied by such a cohttps://sawatdeenetwork.com/v4/newreply.php?do=newreply&p=253427uple. The amount of food consumed by my gang meant that we were there for two hours. The chatter and giggling was non-stop. Every now and then I glanced at the neighbouring table. Both parties had their eyes fixed on their plates. I do not exaggerate when I say that I neither saw nor heard a word pass between them. Nor a smile. No doubt there was the usual language problem but this was embarrassing.
It set me thinking about just how fortunate we gay falangs are in Pattaya. We are, after all, all boys together despite the manifold differences in age, race, religion and so on. Yet we do have that one thing in common, a shared experience perhaps even, to some extent, a shared sensibility. One of P's oldest friends is a ladyboy and even he (I say "he" because he chooses to dress like a guy when he comes on one of our jaunts) and yet we can still share approval of a particularly cute waiter.