BigLek

Bored, lonely, jealous, obsessed, miserable, jobless, desperate, take your pick...

After a long sweaty bus ride down from Bangkok yesterday, I finally arrived in Pattaya. I checked into my usual hotel. I’ve been staying there for years. It’s not exactly top nick, but they know me, give me a decent rate, and always put me in a quiet room. The coffee shop in the lobby is good for breakfast too, and it’s barely a stone's throw from Soi 6, which is all that really matters. I was exhausted, so my plan was simple. A quick dump, then a nice bath, a nap, and a big night out, hopefully finding a hot little sack warmer at the end of it. I tossed my bag in the closet, stripped down, and decided to take a long bath instead of a quick shower. One of the other reasons I like this place is that they have real bathtubs, unlike so many hotels these days that just have a standing shower stall. The lukewarm water, the quiet, the weightlessness. It was exactly what I needed after that chaotic, red-bull-infused bus ride. I laid back, pulled out my dry herb vaporizer, and toked away. Absolute zen bliss mates. Exactly what I was needing. Maybe thirty, forty, even forty five minutes went by. Maybe even an hour or longer. F**k knows. I can’t remember. I was wasted from the vape and wasn't counting the time gone by. Finally, I stepped out, toweled off, and walked back into the room, still fully baked from the bath and the weed. Completely naked, now ready to collapse into bed for a power-nap before heading out. So I pulled back the covers and... There was a couple sleeping there! A young Asian couple. They looked Thai, but maybe they were Burmese or Cambodian. Couldn’t tell. But fully clothed and fast asleep. For half a second, I thought maybe I was hallucinating from the dope. Then, as the covers moved, they woke up, saw me, and absolutely freaked out. They bolted upright, panic in their eyes, and before I could even say a word, they jumped out of the bed and ran! No screaming. No explanation. No attempt to grab belongings, because seemingly they didn’t have any. No luggage, no shoes, no phones, nothing as far as I could see. They just ran out the door, vanished down the hallway, and gone. I stood there, still naked, still confused. So I scratched my nuts with one question looping in my head - What the actual f*** just happened here??? How did they get in? Were they already there when I checked in If so, how did they not hear me when I entered the room? And if they came in after, why would they crawl into a bed in an occupied hotel room with the lights on? Were they hotel staff, drifters, just looking for a place to crash. I had no friggin idea. I checked my stuff. Nothing missing. I checked the minibar. Nothing touched. The only thing that was a bit peculiar was there was one unopened condom sitting on top of the fridge. Then I remembered. The door had been locked when I arrived. I had closed it behind me before getting in the bath. So the room was locked at all times and there was no sign of forced entry. How did they even get in? Did they have a key card? Starting to feel a little paranoid, I knelt down and looked under the bed, hoping for no additional surprises. And that’s when I found it... A single high heeled woman’s shoe. Bright purple. Slightly scuffed. And a small tote bag. I didn’t even want open it up. Who knows what might be in there. Could even be illegal drugs or a gun, right? And I noticed a strange smell in the room. It was faint, but a bit like the smell of burning plastic. Did all this stuff, the condom, the shoe, and the bag all belong to the man and woman who had just been in my bed? Or had it been left there by some previous guest? And what was that smell? Anyway, it didn't really matter. I just wanted to get rid of the stuff and for this entirely bizarre encounter to finally end. So I called the front desk: “Uh… there were two people in my bed when I got out the bathtub, and there’s a shoe and strange bag under my bed.” There was a pause. Then, in a completely neutral tone, the receptionist just said... “Sorry sir, would you like a different room nah Mitter?” Bloody hell dudes, not what I was needing at all!

I have yet to see a genuinely good-looking, youngish, self-made woman in Thailand who has a pile of her own money and assets. Anytime you hear some geezer on here boasting on about how his wife is so rich, doesn’t need his money, and is with him purely for other reasons, you can bet it’s either complete rubbish or she’s a fat old maid that nobody would want to plonk anyway. There are only two kinds of women in Thailand. Hot and poor or fat and rich. You lot all know it, so let’s not fool ourselves. Now take your pick. Which kind is yours?

Bob, I rent my wives on an hourly basis, yes, that's wives, plural. I usually visit with them about 6–8 times per month, spread across multiple women, and spend no more than ฿15,000 in total each month, sometimes less, on the whole shebang. It's all about just focusing on a single part of my anatomy. No grief, no stress, no “I’ve got a headache,” no emotional breakdowns or mood swings to deal with. No dinner dates, no weekend trips, no strolling through shopping malls. Don't need any of that tosh. So I have complete control over all of my own free time. Plus, the women are usually half my age, never fat, entirely all by my choosing of course. I could go on, but you get the point, let’s just say I’ve got it made. Your fat old wife who doesn't want to get off the couch, can't beat my setup cuz. 🤣

In general, I believe foreign retirees are a positive presence in Thailand, more so than tourists. Retirees typically stay in Thailand nearly full-time, consistently spending money, including at private hospitals over time. From what I’ve seen, most of them don’t cause any trouble either. They tend to make an effort to assimilate into the culture and get along well with locals. On the other hand, I think it’s the short-term visitors, those who don’t grasp the nuances of the culture, that tend to create more problems for the local community.

Hopefully my presence has been a positive thing. I've put a lot of money into the local economy over the years, I don't cause anyone any trouble and I've helped a few of the locals extensively in many ways. I've also got a lot out the place myself in positive ways. So hopefully it's been a win-win on both sides.

From what I understand, most of them were living in Omni Tower, and many were also using it as a base of short-time operations. The majority of long-term residents, or rather, those renting month-to-month in that building, seem to be Arabs. However, I believe many of the sex worker women there have been forced to move out recently due to issues with the police. That said, the main building being used for short-time tricks appears to be Nana Condo. You can check it out on Google Maps. At night, dozens of Africans, ladyboys, and Vietnamese women line up along Soi Nana, just meters from that building. Thus, a lot of them take their customers there. I’d be surprised if any building at the far end of Soi Nana were popular for short-times. It’s too far, and I doubt many of their customers would be willing to walk that distance. Besides the Nana Condo, there are also several small short-time hotels within meters of that area where the women are all standing around and hooking customers. So there’s really no need for anyone to trek to the end of the Soi for a short-time room.

It is mainly Omni Tower. Daily fights. Daily incidents involving police. Daily immigration police raids. Not just Africans. The article doesn't mention it, but lots of Uzbeks are in there too, but they aren't as troublesome.

Which Sukhumvit Soi are you referring to?

It is very likely the subject condo building is Omni Tower. And a second one called Nana Condo.

You do the math...

Thank you for all the replies. Very helpful. I'm 158cm tall and weigh about 60 kilos, so I'm not so big, but in other areas I'm very gifted, like a horse! Still wondering about what to do given my situation. Oh, well.

Do people think that size really matters a lot in Thailand? I’m just curious, because I’m not so big.

What's that sitting on top of your ride mate? Looks like a huge durian got into a fight with a cannabis bud and lost. 😂

Simple Minds. African Skies.