I started to write the story of my opening night in Bangkok a few years ago when I began the blog dating site in thailand, and recently recognized I never ever completed or published it.
And you could ask, is it due to the fact that I’m embarrassed of it?
No. It’s really rather a funny one.
So why the hell did I never ended up writing this post?
Most likely because I got distracted once again, or confused, like I was that night.
So let me tell you what occurred my first night ever in Bangkok, and Thailand.
A bit of context
What was I carrying out in Bangkok?
Did I came for the hot women, parties, cigarette smoking weed on the island …
Really, not. It was quite the opposite.
I first concerned Thailand in November 2011, right after my very first year as a bartender.
I was only 21 however already burnout since I worked excessive, drunk method too much, and due to the fact that the girl I was completely in love with broke my heart once again …
So I required to break the circle and to spend some time to focus on myself, far from all sorts of drinking and nightlife.
Here I was, on a plane going to Thailand, on my method to take some rest, think of my life, find out Muay Thai, and chill on the beach.
A minimum of that was the strategy.
Landing in Bangkok
On the airplane, I fulfilled some people that were remaining at Khaosan Roadway, one of the most famous streets worldwide for backpackers and Dating site in thailand tourists.
An insane place with lots of bars, clubs, loud music, intoxicated backpackers, laughing ballons, and ideally … these guys.
We remain in 2012, adding them as good friends on Facebook didn’t concern my mind and I didn’t even use Whatsapp.
So we simply prepare to meet at Khaosan around 9 pm.
Among my pals has a home in Bangkok, in Silom, so I’m biding farewell to the people at the airport and get on my method to the apartment or condo to drop my bag before I join them in Khaosan.
The first time you show up is rather an experience if you haven’t been to Thailand or Bangkok prior to. Especially if you’re taking a trip solo.
Going through the long queue at the immigration, seeing indications everywhere written with odd vermicelli, individuals speaking a language you can’t even from another location understand … it’s quite intense, particularly after a long flight.
Then you get out of the airport, finally. And the weight of the heat drops on you.
Hot, tired, confused, I get a taxi to go to Silom at my good friend’s home and get scammed by the taxi.
So far, it’s the common very first hour in Bangkok for anybody who’s going there for the very first time.
I come to the apartment, drop my bag, and go straight to shower.
I can feel I’m tired however the adrenaline of remaining in a brand-new location gets the very best of me.
I change and get on my method to Khaosan.
First Time in Khaosan
As quickly as I come down the condominium I leap in a Tuk Tuk, since that’s most likely the way locals get around, and I’m heading to Khaosan.
I can’t remember how much I paid for the trip, probably way excessive, however I have actually made it to Khaosan, 1 hour late.
For anyone who never ever been to Khaosan Road previously, how to explain it?
It’s really loud, jam-packed, there’s all type of smells and unusual things going on … it isn’t like anything you’ve seen prior to.
Fried scorpions and spiders on sticks, flames coming from street food stalls, individuals getting massages in the street beside a live band and drunk backpackers consuming in pails … whatever cliché you get about Thailand exists.
I fluctuate the street about 10 times looking for the men I satisfied on the airplane however I can’t discover them, and honestly, I can’t truly remember their appear like.
There are simply too lots of people, and I’m too thirsty.
After about 1 hour, I quit. I go to among the greatest bars in Khaosan roadway, order a beer, and take a look at people going bananas in the street.
When things get weird
Time’s death, I’ve drunk about 3 huge Leo (the most popular Thai beer) and I choose to play pool. I play 2 games with various people and return to my table.
That’s when a Thai woman approaches me and asks me if I desire to have fun with her.
I think twice, inform her I do not have any money, however she firmly insists and pays for the pool, and for my beer.
I do not know how lots of games or beers followed however I understand that by the time the bar will close I’ve lost most of the games and I’m pretty drunk.
At this point, I’m not even sure what I’m doing here. I just keep drinking and playing swimming pool.
I can feel the Thai woman is getting closer and better to me, laughing at whatever I’m stating and she’s intoxicated also.
She’s a bit chubby, quite little, not really my type, however at this moment of the night (and in my life) I don’t truly have a type anymore.
We kiss. And kiss again. And when the bar close she asks me if we can go to my hotel.
I tell her I live far away and there’s no other way I’m bringing her to my space.
She asks me if I desire to take a space in Khaosan so we can have sex.
At this moment, I end up being suspicious, so I inform her I do not have any money.
She uses to pay for the space. My dick concurs. And we go around looking for a brief time room.
But every hotel we go to say no.
They’re either totally reserved or I don’t comprehend what they’re saying.
Then she resembles “I understand a hotel however it’s a bit far”. I resemble “I do not mind, but I do not have any cash”.
She says “It’s fine, I’ll pay for it”.
So she stops a taxi, we get in, and I got no concept where we’re going.
I do not understand how long we remained in the taxi, however I believe we invested a minimum of thirty minutes therein.
At this point, I got no idea where I remain in Bangkok or what I’m doing there.
She picks up a minute to withdraw some cash and came back with a handful of thousand baht notes, so apparently there’s enough cash to spend for the cab, and the hotel.
Cool.
What is That Location?
The taxi finally takes a last turn and enter a parking, where someone closes a curtain behind the taxi.
I got no concept where we are or what is that place.
That’s when I begin to feel a bit anxious.
Are men gon na come from behind the curtain and beat me approximately steal my cash and my phone? Is this the way people get their kidneys stolen?
She pays for the flight, we leave the taxi and we stroll into a room where there are a bed, a weird chair, and a restroom.
That’s the real image of the room
Now I think I understand where we are.
I understand it’s some sort of love hotel, but again, who the hell is she?
Why did she accept to spend for everything? What’s the catch here?
She goes into the bathroom to “prepare yourself”.
I look around and I begin to flip out. I understand I require to leave there.
I knock on the door of the restroom and ask “Do you have any condoms?”. She states “Yes, one in my bag”. So I tell her “Ok, I’m gon na go buy more at 7 Eleven”.
Before she got the time to respond to or get out of the bathroom, I leave the space.
As I’m getting the eff out of there, push the curtain and walk rapidly to the main street close by, one guard who works there begins to shout at me.
Is he asking if I require anything? Is he pissed due to the fact that he thinks I’m leaving without paying (which I absolutely am)? No idea. I’m not stopping.
I wave my hand in the air to state: “I’ll be back quickly” and keep strolling really quick to the street.
Then as quickly as I show up in the street and I get out of his sight, I begin to run!
I most likely ran non stop for at least 15 minutes, always looking back to see if nobody was following me.
And nobody was. Other than for some street pet dogs.
The Walk of Shame
“The Stroll of Embarassment” There’s no better expression to describe that moment.
It’s about 5 am now, the sun is about to increase, I have actually got no idea where I am, however I understand I’m far from home.
With the help of the GPS on my phone that is working even though I do not have a SIM Card, I handle to find my method back home.
I strolled to get back there. And it took me about 2 hours.
I still keep in mind to these days, that’s around what the walk I did I was:
At least that was a good method to discover some parts of the city I would have most likely never seen by myself.
And after that I finally made it “back home”.
There you have it.
That’s what took place for my first night ever in Bangkok and Thailand.
Quite a story.
But nothing compared to other nights I’ve had after that.
I believe anybody who resided in Bangkok for a few years might write a book filled with stories you wouldn’t believe.
Anyway. If you would like to know more about Bangkok, read my other posts.
And if you’re interested to understand how’s life for expats in the city of angels, read my other posts too.
Now it’s your turn. Inform me.
How was your opening night in Bangkok?
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