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I started to compose the story of my opening night in Bangkok a few years ago when I started the blog, and recently recognized I never completed or published it.
And you could ask, is it because I’m embarrassed of it?
No. It’s actually rather an amusing one.
So why the hell did I never ever ended up composing this post?
Most likely because I got sidetracked once again, or confused, like I was that night.
So let me tell you what happened my first night ever in Bangkok, Phitsanulok Dating and Thailand.
A bit of context
What was I doing in Bangkok?
Did I came for the hot girls, parties, smoking cigarettes weed on the island …
In fact, not at all. It was quite the opposite.
I first pertained to Thailand in November 2011, right after my first year as a bartender.
I was only 21 but already burnout since I worked excessive, intoxicated way excessive, and because the lady I was completely in love with broke my heart once again …
So I needed to break the circle and to take 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, consider my life, learn Muay Thai, and chill on the beach.
At least that was the strategy.
Landing in Bangkok
On the aircraft, I fulfilled some individuals that were remaining at Khaosan Road, one of the most famous streets in the world for backpackers and travelers.
An insane location with lots of bars, clubs, loud music, drunk backpackers, chuckling ballons, and ideally … these people.
We’re in 2012, adding them as pals on Facebook didn’t concern my mind and I didn’t even use Whatsapp.
So we simply prepare to fulfill at Khaosan around 9 pm.
One of my buddies has an apartment or condo in Bangkok, in Silom, so I’m saying farewell to the guys at the airport and get on my method to the home to drop my bag prior to I join them in Khaosan.
If you have not been to Thailand or Bangkok prior to, the very first time you arrive is rather an experience. Especially if you’re taking a trip solo.
Going through the long line at the immigration, seeing indications everywhere composed with weird vermicelli, people speaking a language you can’t even from another location comprehend … it’s rather intense, especially after a long flight.
Then you leave the airport, lastly. And the weight of the heat drops on you.
Hot, exhausted, baffled, I grab a taxi to go to Silom at my good friend’s house and get scammed by the taxi.
So far, it’s the common very first hour in Bangkok for Phitsanulok Dating anyone who’s going there for the very first time.
I come to the house, drop my bag, and go directly to shower.
I can feel I’m worn out however the adrenaline of being in a new place gets the very best of me.
I get and change on my way to Khaosan.
Very First Time in Khaosan
As soon as I come down the apartment I jump in a Tuk Tuk, since that’s most likely the method locals navigate, 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 anybody who never been to Khaosan Road in the past, how to describe it?
It’s actually loud, jam-packed, there’s all kinds of smells and strange things going on … it isn’t like anything you’ve seen prior to.
Fried scorpions and spiders on sticks, flames originating from street food stalls, individuals getting massages in the street beside a live band and intoxicated backpackers drinking in pails … whatever cliché you get about Thailand exists.
I go up and down the street about 10 times searching for the people I fulfilled on the airplane however I can’t find them, and truthfully, I can’t really remember their look like.
There are just a lot of individuals, and I’m too thirsty.
After about 1 hour, I quit. I go to among the greatest bars in Khaosan road, order a beer, and take a look at people going crazy in the street.
When things get unusual
Time’s death, I have actually drunk about 3 big 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 cash, however she pays and insists for the pool, and for my beer.
I do not understand how many video games or beers followed but I know that by the time the bar will close I’ve lost the majority of the games and I’m quite intoxicated.
At this point, I’m not even sure what I’m doing here. I simply keep drinking and playing pool.
I can feel the Thai lady is getting more detailed and better to me, making fun of whatever I’m saying and she’s intoxicated too.
She’s a bit chubby, quite little, not actually my type, but at this point of the night (and in my life) I don’t truly have a type any longer.
We kiss. And kiss once again. And when the bar close she asks me if we can go to my hotel.
I tell her I live far and there’s no way I’m bringing her to my space.
She asks me if I wish to take a room in Khaosan so we can have sex.
At this point, I become suspicious, so I inform her I don’t have any cash.
She provides to spend for the room. My cock concurs. And we walk around searching for a short time room.
But every hotel we go to say no.
They’re either completely reserved or I don’t understand what they’re stating.
Then she resembles “I understand a hotel however it’s a bit far”. I resemble “I don’t mind, but I don’t have any money”.
She says “It’s great, 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 know for how long we remained in the taxi, but I believe we spent a minimum of 30 minutes in there.
At this moment, I got no idea where I remain in Bangkok or what I’m doing there.
She picks up a minute to withdraw some money and came back with a handful of thousand baht notes, so apparently there suffices cash to spend for the cab, and the hotel.
Cool.
What is That Place?
The taxi lastly takes a last turn and enter a parking, where somebody closes a drape behind the taxi.
I got no concept where we are or what is that location.
That’s when I start to feel a bit anxious.
Are guys gon na come from behind the curtain and beat me as much as steal my money and my phone? Is this the method individuals get their kidneys stolen?
She spends for the flight, Phitsanulok dating we get out of the taxi and we stroll into a room where there are a bed, an odd chair, and a restroom.
That’s the genuine photo of the room
Now I think I comprehend where we are.
I understand it’s some sort of love hotel, however again, who the hell is she?
Why did she accept to pay for whatever? What’s the catch here?
She enters into the bathroom to “prepare”.
I take a look around and I start to go crazy. I know I need to leave there.
I knock on the door of the bathroom and ask “Do you have any condoms?”. She says “Yes, one in my bag”. So I inform her “Ok, I’m gon na go buy more at 7 Eleven”.
Prior to she got the time to address or get out of the bathroom, I leave the room.
As I’m getting the eff out of there, push the curtain and walk quickly to the main street close by, one guard who works there begins to chew out me.
Is he asking if I need anything? Is he pissed because he believes I’m leaving without paying (which I completely am)? No idea. I’m not stopping.
I wave my hand in the air to state: “I’ll be back quickly” and keep walking truly fast to the street.
Then as soon as I show up in the street and I leave his sight, I begin to run!
I probably ran non stop for a minimum of 15 minutes, constantly looking back to see if nobody was following me.
And no one was. Other than for some street pets.
The Stroll of Shame
“The Stroll of Embarassment” There’s no much better expression to explain that moment.
It’s about 5 am now, the sun is about to increase, I’ve got no idea where I am, but I understand I’m far from home.
With the assistance of the GPS on my phone that is working despite the fact that I do not have a SIM Card, I manage to discover my method back house.
I strolled to return there. And it took me about 2 hours.
I still remember to nowadays, that’s roughly what the walk I did I was:
At least that was an excellent way to find some parts of the city I would have probably never ever seen by myself.
And then I lastly made it “back home”.
There you have it.
That’s what took place for my opening night ever in Bangkok and Thailand.
Quite a story.
However absolutely nothing compared to other nights I’ve had after that.
I believe anybody who resided in Bangkok for a couple of years could compose a book full of stories you wouldn’t believe.
Anyhow. If you need 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. Tell me.
How was your very first night in Bangkok?
