Around 23:50 I go down to check at reception and have a look outside. When going back, receptionist asks me if I have enough water (subconsciously I think he is gay and hitting on me). Minutes after back in my room, down to underwear, a knock on the door. It’s the receptionist with a bottle of water. He enters my room and closes the door (that can only mean one thing), puts the water in the fridge and praises my white skin. I just smile and thank him for the compliment and point out weak sunburn as detraction. Then he proceeds to play with my nipples, and checks if I’m hard. Now I can without doubt say he is gay and hitting on me, but he is not my type at all! I thank him for the water and open the door, he gets the message and leaves. (I would have asked the following day if there is any gay-for-pay action in Pattani, but he was absent the morning, probably night shift.)