[dave_boo]

Sorry if this is a repost, didn't see it come up.

Well, this is my first real post. I just returned to Iraq from Pattaya, and boy oh boy was it a blast. I flew into Bangkok on 29 August and walked out the terminal and got a limo ride to Pattaya. It ended up costing me 2500 baht, but I think it was worth it. The limo driver really didn’t speak English that well, but proficiently got me to the Marriot. As far as the hotel stay goes, was enjoyable, but the price listed on the web was lower. The first night I got in, I ran into a couple of Brits. Actually, one was English, the other Welsh. We seemed to be getting along splendidly; however, as the night eased along, and the Brit got more drunk, he became less friendly. The Welsh maintained. At any rate, I eventually took my goodbyes, and went back and slept.

The next day I went for a non-happy ending massage, well deserved after four months in Iraq. The rest of the afternoon was spent lounging and swimming. That evening, I swung my Killkenny’s and had a pint of Guinness. God bless the Irish. I then walked down a few doors and checked out the FLB bar. Wonderful place, laid back, nice people (and owner—met Ben on the second night), and just a welcoming atmosphere. Talked to mamasan and bought her a drink, telling her what I was looking for. This netted me a couple of girls swinging by and talking to me, but none that I was super interested in. it wasn’t that they weren’t nice, or attractive, but rather not my bag.

I spent the better part of the night drowning my western inhibitions in Bombay Sapphire and tonic, and eventually one of the girls walked up. Not super attractive, but has a nice smile and bubbly personality. We talked for awhile, and I found out her name was Ae. I decided that I was probably not gonna sleep alone again, so when asked if I would barfine her, I dragged my feet but said yeah.

The first night, I obviously had too much alcohol in my system, so it took forever to do the deed. She made the obvious observation that I had too much, to which I could only give a bald face lie that I didn’t. My German grandfather would be rolling in his grave to hear that one of his descendents couldn’t hold his liquor.

The next morning, she and I went out, and what continues to annoy me about that country (other than the obnoxious tailors) was when I asked her where to go she said “up to you.” I asked how the hell it could be up to me if I was a first time visitor to her country and wouldn’t know the first thing about what to do. She then decided to go to the elephant show, which actually made me feel a bit dirty. For that animal being a deity or whatever, they sure aren’t treated well. Funny thing was that before the actual elephant show, they had traditional Thai song and dance, along with some re-enactments. During one, about some long past battle, a bunch of Chinese tourist got up and left. I guess they were pissed about the ending or something, wasn’t really able to determine.

Ae and I spent the rest of my time in LOS together, and when the time came to leave, in fact before the time came, I decided to see what it would take to get her outta the game. I’m a fairly astute judge of character, in fact I usually correctly decide in the first 5 minutes of knowing you what type of person you are, and I really think it could work out between us. I know, a lot of you are reading this and snickering, and I most likely deserve it, but what if I’m right? It would be the easiest thing in the world to decide that “Pretty Woman” was just that, a movie, the BG was playing me perfectly, and when I go back to butterfly. As I was saying, my spidey sense is not giving me these bad vibes, on a number of reasons. She’s been in Pattaya for 5 years (confirmed), has a child of 8 (not confirmed as far as age goes) and is just pushing up on 26. Also, she said that she could live up with her parents on only 20 000 baht a month. This seemed fair enough.

I guess the real reason of this post is to get some sympathy from some BM and have them check into the situation whilst in Pattaya and see if she was stringing me along, or if she’s really out of it.