Bangkok

This is what Thailand looks like and this is the Thailand I dream of when I'm not in Thailand. However, this is not really the Thailand I'll be posting on.Although I will be lazy in this post, there are two stories definitely worth sharing. The first is a night out in Bangkok.
First to the Gullivans at Koa Sang Road, a shabby place with cheap drinks, waiters stalking you for an order the moment you set foot inside, backpackers (the younger ones) and Thai girls (no boys, unless you would count the ladyboy in the corner). Here I met two guys, one from Vanunu(?) and one from somewhere else (we met pretty early and the party lasted till pretty early so forgive me for not remembering all the details, but I do have the picture!). When Gullivans closed we went for a snack and some local info to the 7Eleven. Here we learned that the best place for this time of night, would probably be the Spicey. When Gullivan is shabby, this would be shabbiest (see my VirtualTourist tip). However, first we had to get there. Since Tuktuk drivers are paid by delivered customer (bad sign) 200Bath (I learned this the next day by asking a taxi driver), they don’t need to make money on the ride, so the tuktuk was for free!
After paying the 300baht(!!!!!!!!!) entrance fee (outrageous expensive for Bangkok) we entered a big sports hall with a bar on one side, three small higher podiums in the middle, a fair amount of horny drunken white guys and double the number of Thai girls (including the ladyboys). After 10 minutes, my first friend disappeared after getting into trouble: he took pictures under a hooker’s skirt(indeed, somewhat of a pervert) who was not amused and complained to her pimp (although there are not many pimps in Bangkok, this girl had one and wanted the protection). The pimp got a little upset, but after calming him down (“my friend is drunk, I’ll keep him under control”), he was cool too and understood that the girl had her part. Anyway, my new found friend thought it was time to call it a day and left. The party went on (see the YouTube insert movie) and on, and on and on, no more pics of the even shabbier places we went to afterwards. But I can tell you that I did not see the sun rise....it was already high up in the sky when I hit the sack.

I'll post seperately on the second worthy / blogggable story to post later on. For now, a slideshow with some captions for the pictures.