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  1. [quoteRaining now and yesterday...much needed but will need a lot more......saw a thai man yesterday use a hose to wsh his bike for about half an hour and people at hotel i am at water shrubs this morning after heavy rainfall last night.......probaly not helping!!!!

  2. Dear all ,

    I had traveled Many times to Bangkok but I always go by taxi to sukhmbit 500 bath.

    Well I am a new member of the side and I read several post hear that the taxi fare is only 250 bath. It's not clear to me.

    Will you please advice?.Is 250 excluding Express Toll ?.

    Thanks in advancece.

    go to proper taxi stand outside terminal building should never be more than 250 baht!!!!!,,,or if u go to arrival drop off get taxi there no 50 baht waiting charge!!!

  3. Anyone in bangkok up for regular (once or twice a week) squash? Reasonable level, I was a county player at university, but that was 20 years ago! Now unfit and fat, but trying to get back into it! I have a court here at my condo so no problem getting on the court. Evenings after 7pm would be best.

    yes very interested in playing ...used to play regular up to 3 yerar ago and although reasonably fit would love to get back to playing again,,,am currently in bkk........maybe some sort of league with all these reponses.......be pleased to help set up !!!!

  4. I'm here cause I found a nice sweet lady and I can't bear to be away from her. What's your real reason. Be honest

    I like eating insects. I used to eat them in my local pup in the UK but got some very strange looks. I once got arrested outside bank in Watford High Street. I tried to explain to the officer I needed protein. I was eventually released. I decided it was safer to live in Thailand.

    probaly why i left watford too!!! not enough...insects.......!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  5. returned today after a visit to the uk,,,larger lines than normal at immigration at bkk....and long time with camera etc at desk..//anyway got through went to my apt then checked to find the smiling immigration man had only given me a month ..!!!!!{have a new o visa!!]....what is best way to remedy this if this has happened to any other tv,s??i am due to go to phuket in a week is it wise to worth waiting then sort it out at airport then??

    many thanks

    cliffy

    Immigration have a special desk for sorting out airport screw ups, obviously they are far more frequent then they would like.

    Don't delay. Takes a few minutes, free.

  6. returned today after a visit to the uk,,,larger lines than normal at immigration at bkk....and long time with camera etc at desk..//anyway got through went to my apt then checked to find the smiling immigration man had only given me a month ..!!!!!{have a new o visa!!]....what is best way to remedy this if this has happened to any other tv,s??i am due to go to phuket in a week is it wise to worth waiting then sort it out at airport then??

    many thanks

    cliffy

  7. couple of good roti places near dons cafe ..not much to look at but great rotis!!!and cheap.....if u go past dons on your right going towards chalong then it will be a little cafe /res at the next bend just after the road that cuts through to market and thai boxing training place!!and another on left!!

  8. [

    assuming you flew Kuwaiti Airways. What was your impression of them? I'm flying with them for the first time all the way to Chicago via Kuwait and Geneva... I've never flown the Atlantic route to the USA as it's much further, but their airfare was soooooo low it was as the Mafia Don said...

    "it's an offer he can't refuse"...

    I'm assuming it's going to be pretty gruesome.. for a multitude of reasons, layovers and flight time and etc...

    How were the planes? Crew?

    *** praying to God, Buddha, and Allah... that Kuwait Air is not the "new" Phuket Airlines *** :o

    Yes you got it right ..its very cheap but in life u generally get what u pay for .......long connection times after flying out in middle of night from bkk......terrible service ....old planes...bur VERY CHEAP!!!!......that was my trip bkk to london...never again would rather spend a wee bit more........good luck...good flight!!!!

  9. Just read in phuket gazzette that 5 farang bar owners were arrested late at night on raid on many bars in the kata/chalong ares of phuket....deemed to be working in their own bars......withour permit but protesting only having a drink....maybe best to let wifes/gf,s run bar and drink in other bars!!! oooh to be bar owner!!Is this a new crackdown or same old !!!????

  10. Hello again,

    There havent been any answers to my query here yet. I am thinking about why that might be, and the only thing I can come up with is that the people in the know around here choose not to answer. Maybe it is too early to talk about the tsunami again, after all we have been overfed by the media about the wave and everything around it.

    I also think that me and my mate could just go to Phi Phi and see for ourselves how the reconstructions and cleaning up is proceeding. We will do that.

    However, maybe some of you could fill me in as to how things look at Phi Phi now. Is Ton Sai beach cleaned up? Is it possible to go and stay there now, and if not, when do they expect the area to reopen to overnight stays.

    If you dont know about these details, I would be happy if you could advise me who to turn to. There must be someone knowing about these things in phuket area.

    Best,

    Simon

    Yes there are many such cases and thai people are very resillient even with recent events and have many stories here ......not hard to find these people if u go to likes of kamala beach and rwaia etc...and many foreigners have spent time and money in assisting ....surprised u have not many replies on this ......as good for the local tourism if published more....feel free to reply direct to me i will pm you

    good luck

  11. This is something that happened at the beginning of this year and a story I have not felt ready to share on TV until now nor previously had the time.

    The poor boyfriend of this agonisingly desirable and highly dangerous maneater could well be a member of this forum so beware those of you who have abnormally attractive girlfriends but are based overseas and pay for their lifestyle back here.

    mys-tique

    n.

    1. An aura of heightened value, interest, or meaning surrounding something, arising from attitudes and beliefs that impute special power or mystery to it: the cowboy mystique; the mystique of existentialism.

    2. A Bangkok nightclub for the trendy and wealthy, those who think they are tredy and wealthy, and those who would like to be.

    It was a January Thursday, I had hit the town with a couple of colleagues about 1am after a prosaic day at work and Pu, the lovely but useless escort girl that I had been seeing on and off for the past month, was out with a client and so as my shift had ended - hers had just begun. She was a nice enough girl on the wrong path but she wasn't quite what I needed from a woman at this point in my life and we had been hovering in that grey area between lovers and good friends.

    It was a busy night, there were many people to watch and my work mate Jon was trying to fix me up with his girlfriend's best mate, but I was happy to be a gooseberry and out of the clot - I hadn't come here to be conversational ballast, neither had I come here to shag girls or fill my mobile with numbers of girls I who would never call and would later inevitably forget who they were or where I'd met them but would never delete the number just in case they had been a potentially important contact but would still never call anyway because the likelihood was that it was just some dizzy strumpet I had once made smalltalk with prior to staggering around in my beer goggles and wobbly boots, trying to find a taxi driver who would take me home without attempting conversation.

    I wasn't sure what I wanted but I knew only a female human being could deliver it and I had just come along to roll my dice and hope for a six, as I had been single for too long and there was a gaping hole in my life which was only highlighted by the smitten look in Jon's eyes as he danced playfully with his new found love.

    It wasn't fair... I wanted one... Not her giggly friend, not some unseasoned dippy nymphet who would like me simply because I was a nice bloke and send me tiresomely soppy, insipid text messages every day in the fluffy, pink and pathetic belief she was in love, I wanted a woman - somebody mature with a little life experience and wisdom, somebody special who would love me for why and who I am not what I am; somebody who I would get along with like a house on fire and grow on me like the Scissor Sisters Cd, somebody intelligent who I'd instantly respect but who'd ignite the turbines nonetheless and who's number I could get at the end of the night and get to know them properly, gradually going on dates after establishing a friendship and taking things slowly at the beginning, relishing every like minded glance and flirt... Somebody I would soon after be having romantic pillow fights with on Sunday mornings and go rice cooker shopping with at Tesco's... Somebody strong minded and robust but with a vulnerable core who would phone me first when her grandfather had passed away and I would take the rest of the day off work to go and comfort her, somebody who didn't necessarily like all the same movies as me but would share my view that Adam Sandler was an overpaid talentless tosser, and she would be somebody who would acknowledge that I liked mature English cheddar cheese in my scrambled eggs, bring me breakfast in bed when I deserved it and leave the washing up piling up because she couldn't wait to get back under the duvet for a snuggle, so we'd end up having no clean plates for the pizza we had ordered for our allocated DVD night and so we'd share the washing up duties with me drying and her washing and we'd kiss and joke and flick water at each other until it turned into a tickle fight in which we'd both end up on the kitchen floor about to make love, when the man from Perfect Pizza would ring the doorbell of our modest but charming downtown apartment which I could afford because she had helped me find, at long last, a well paid job I enjoyed and which utilized my skills.

    Anyway, I wasn't expecting to find it on this particular night and I had been expecting it to be a disappointing, rubbish night because when one has high expectations preceeding a night out, more often than not, one ends up disappointed, but I subconsciously knew that by having this negative attitude it could well turn out to be the opposite... However, because I was subconciously aware of this urban myth, it gave me a glimmer of hope and would therefore, probably turn out to be a rubbish and disappointing night after all.

    So I made my way through the crowd of conceited 'in crowd' types, Dj's and models and didn't recieve much eye contact, as many a lone man in a western discotheque will have experienced when making their way through the crowd to get to the bar and naturally, eye contact is briefly made with a good looking woman, only for her to swiftly turn away and focus on her shoes or the friend she was talking to, making it perfectly clear that she was just checking out the cool people and that she was not on the lookout for single, avarage looking nice blokes to come and chat her up.

    I was almost at the bar when I saw in the darkness the sillhouette of a slinky young Thai woman dancing in a provocative maner with a handsome young man who was transfixed by her. She was smoothly feeding off the attention the attention and he was looking very pleased with himself having claimed tonights star prize... Possibly Asia's star prize I would later think when I'd had a closer look in my pheripheral vision as I returned to my spot with a small Heiniken I'd paid London nightclub price for.

    Between the first swig and the last, I had relaxed into the mood a little more and was ready for another. It was on this second visit to the bar I had seen her dancing alone and had made the bold desicion to walk past her and say something; so I did, ditching my nerves and saying "Hello" in a way which didn't come out quite as planned and made me sound like Leslie Phillips.

    I can't quite remember how our conversation transpired from there but I asked where her boyfriend was and why she was alone and she explained that he was just one of many men she was playing with and she was just having a good time. A girl like this must be sick of being lusted after and gorped at and I didn't want her to think I was the same as all the others, which I am not - I'm The Gentleman Scamp, I'm a one off, I just had to get to know this angel and I wanted to sit down and talk but she seemed to be more interested in playing the same game with me she was doing with every other besotted, red blooded male who had ever laid eyes on her.

    When you have longed for a soulmate for as long as I have, and faced with a girl as stunning as she was, you develop this romantic naivety that everybody is good inside and is just waiting to be rescued and loved for who they are so that the good can emerge and love can blossom. It's a rose tinted malady that usually affects the lonely the overworked and the promiscuous people of this world that always go the wrong way about finding what they want, aching desperatly on the inside and becoming more seemingly buoyant on the outside.

    I shouted over the noise that I wasn't surprised that every man wanted to conquer her but told her outright that I had no interest in doing so but that it would be nice to get her number at the end of the night and perhaps a peck on the cheek which in itself would have been an honour, not that I told her, she was obviously very aware of her power and I didn't want it to go to her head any further on my account.

    She hadn't heard this one before... She sat down and I ordered us both a drink - I doubt she'd ever had to pay for a drink in her entire life. I couldn't remember ever sitting and talking to anyone quite this desirable, and I'd met quite a few stunning ladies in my life, both in England and Thailand, but this was something else... She was too good looking and I almost disliked her because of it, as it seemed to overpower any other qualities she may have.

    She wasn't your conventional, classic Asian hair-down-to-her-arse model type with almond skin and legs up to her shoulders with that awful air of high so, western priggishness which you find with many Thai models, she was something I hadn't seen before, and she knew it too. She wasn't tall and lanky like most models and she had bigger breasts, yet was too petite to be a platinum ladyboy yet too perfectly formed and skinned to be an off duty bargirl. Her hands and feet so were so exquisite it was as if they had been hand crafted by specialists and shipped to an assembly room where they had been fitted to her legs and arms... Walt Disney had created her nose, her big brown eyes and those amazing eyelashes, the most beautiful natural eyelashes I had ever seen, and Italian designers Pininfarina had collaberated with Madame Tussauds to make her almost 'V' shaped jaw. Together they had created the perfect being... An agonizingly desirable female with flawless skin, and a unique wide smile full of toothpaste model teeth. A monster... Maybe she was a robot, but I had my doubts as she smelled too good.

    She grew more attractive with every second, and it was not down to the Heiniken. Men were beginning to look at us and ponder their next move, something she was used to - I was later to learn that even the owner of Mystique had been trying for months to seduce this girl but to no avail.

    Looking around as she danced, it was clear that many of these drooling men would be having sex wth their eyes closed tonight, and those that were single would be doing the tissue industry proud and I would probably be one of them. The onlookers were probably wondering what she was doing dancing with me and not them, for they were athletic, well proportioned adonises and I was a slim, avarage looking bloke with a big nose who scrubbed up ok with a lot of effort. Surely I was just another tool for her to tease with, a woman like this could never love me... I bite my nails and I bounce when I walk... I don't last more than one session at a gymnasium and I do most of my clothes shopping at Tesco Lotus, and yet this object of obsession was placing my arms around her waist and bumping and grinding against me.

    Later on, about half an hour after introducing her to Jon and co and basking in their envy and astonishment, she finished her drink and then disappeared, leaving me convinced I had been conned, but for the short time with her it had been worth a 200bht whisky and soda so I didn't mind, but just as I got up she suddenly re-appeared out of nowhere and hooked her handbag on my hand explaining she'd return in a moment.

    The following morning I awoke in her bed and watched her sleeping, wondering how the ###### this actually happened, wondering anything so agonizingly attractive could ever have a normal life and realising I could never have a girlfriend like this as it would be a living nightmare... It would be like living in Phenom Phen and going out every day wearing a suit made from $100 bills.

    Just a few hours earlier I had been living the dream that many men who have laid eyes on her will have had. I was having the best time since sliced bread. I had been having the ultimate fantasy roll in the hay - only it was a nice big bed in a nice big apartment, though I was soon to discover it wasn't hers.

    To be continued - that's enough typing for one session.

    What a load of tripe !!!!!wake me up when finished!!!

  12. Here's a quote from an acquaintance of mine who I worked with on the recent world carnival. He's actually a very intelligent and usually open minded 29yr old man who's spent a lot of time in Thailand, maybe not enough though.

    We were taking a much needed break on Ko Chang when upon my return from an internet cafe he said the following after I had mentioned my contribution to an innocuous post here on Thaivisa...

    I got the impression that he was feeling a little frank after a few beers and in his mind, thought he was trying to give me constructive advice and save me from becoming a sad tosser like expats in Thailand must so obviously (in his eyes) be.

    "*******, you're only in your early thirties, what are you doing hanging out on the internet with sad retired pervs and phaedophiles with nothing better to do."

    Now I know the simple answer to this is that he's not as open minded as he thinks he is and doesn't have a clue what he's talking about but after further conversation, I did wonder what the real impression of friends and family back home are behind the welcoming smiles and behind my back in conversation while I'm out here.

    It's scary, but this is possibly what a lot of people think of us but are too polite to tell us, and yeah I know - who cares what most people think, but what do the people who DO matter think, those who maybe reluctantly accept you have a Thai girlfriend/wife (not that I do) or whatever, but possibly keep their real opinions hidden from you as they wouldn't want to cause offence or hurt.

    I had this conversation with a fellow member recently and from his experiences, even the friends and family back home that HAVE come over to visit have wanted, for example, Patpong and Nana on their itinerary and have gone back home spreading the amusing anecdote of how they saw a fat old man being wanked off by a ladyboy in a go go bar without actually spending any quality time here in places that reflect the genuine Thailand.

    yes have found different opinions from friends and family since my"move to los"......on visits back have the people who really surprised me in their attitude to wards me ....the stupid sexual inuendos,s past caring about these people and yes a bit of jealousy creeps in whether it be hav,nt the balls to do somthing like it or....feel with family etc they cannot.But the real friends aalways shine out and have a real interest in what i am doing as i would with them. ..........Family wise generally very supportive but have had comments from a sister saying what would happen if somthing happened to parents[have elderly parents] but they have said go ahead as they want the best fror offspring.....and surely we want the best for the ones we love!!!!!

  13. Hi ...I will be flying home to uk end of may and am currently staying in phuket and wondered if any airline did direct flights and if so what is best and any good travel agents to get ...or better online.....many thanks

  14. I think Ya Nui is a swell little beach; it's one of the best kept secrets on Phuket :o

    Well, maybe not anymore...

    Ya Nui beach was almost totally devastated by the tsunami. I believe there are a few bungalows left but I don't know what condition they are in now.  Everything that was beach side was flattened. 

    There are places along Rawai beach that are available.  Not right on the beach of course but across the road.  There is a little place called Pornmae Bungalows that is very cheap.  Vichit and Friendship are nice but more upmarket than Pornmae.

    Yes was at yanui yesterday and the bungalows arein operation there and have put a temporary bar/restaurant on the beach.....also some at chalong bay if u want more life.....father bungalows and some others i not sure of name ..i think for about 400 baht a night....

  15. Just wanted to see how people felt about the reoccurance of another tsunami.

    How do people about holidaying/visiting these areas?

    No i dont and am presently 10feet from the sea at phuket....it a time to support and not try and influence people not to come as areaand pppppeople need all the help they can get ..........

    Its a lovely day nice and cool with breeze...what a better place to be !!!!!

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