Wow - comprensive answers
Mac, as I understand it I gain no benefit from marriage re: property ownership - merely the disbenefit of having it in my wife's name/ our joint name. Am I reading it right?
If I sign a statement saying that the funds were from the personal property of my spouse then presumably she can just sell it at any point gaining all of the asset... Ouch - I don't think I trust anyone that much
Living in Los, I used to have a persistent nightmare when I was a kid about being locked in a house with a Japanese man who had a gun and wanted to kill me. I had a gun too but I knew it was unloaded...
I have considered a restauraunt but I know nothing about them. Also, the standard is set very high in Phuket - the food and service is (nearly) always outstanding.
I have been diving for ever but recognize that there are way too many dive outfits on Phuket and the start-up would be beyond my reach.
I am thinking about a bar because;
1 I would pay a lot to chill in my own place surrounded by ladies honing my connect 4 and anything else that occured to me
2 I have a great relationship with a big boss (Thai lady) that I would like to make more formal... I think she could go a long way to making it a success. It would give me pleasure to to make her more successful.
3 I can afford the start up.
4 I can easily find 6 month contracts in South Korea that will pay for me to take a year off in LOS. If push comes to shove I can disappear in the low season to re-fill my wallet.
Do I 100% trust her? No. She has two kids and a family that she has to prize much more highly than me. Giving her the opportunity to steal enough money to put her kids through school and university would be unfair to her and would probably be the end of a wonderful realtionship too...
The story? I went to Phuket to find the pregnant Thai wife of a mate who I thought had died in the Tsunami. Actually, he hadn't
Half way through my holiday my money ran out (CC maxed out and my ATM not connecting to my Korean bank...). I checked my email and found out that my sister had been trying to contact me like mad because my father had died.
At the bar I had been drinking (I was super generous before my cash ran out) the girls were wonderful to me. I wasn't penniless but couldn't barfine anyone or cough up the necessary 1000. I had offers of free sex from all the girls that I declined with a smile and a Wai (really). The ladies fed me like I was a stray dog and the big boss got pissed with me one night on a bottle of Mekong she bought.
On the day I left all the girls gave a small gift (a flower, a hankerchief, a dangly thing for my mobile phone etc.). The big boss fed me twice a day, gave me booze and a shoulder to cry on. She fully expected never to see me again...
That's why I trust her.
That's why I want to buy her bar in the event it fails, which it probably will...
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