Thais complicate everything. I park three times a week at a hotel with possibly 2000 parking spaces. Usually four of these spots are taken. Vast numbers of spaces are roped off. It takes two people to admit my car and issue me with a printed ticket which I have to get stamped by a 3rd assistant so I can leave.
Surely it would be cheaper to have a co-driver to check for any children's bodies before they switch off the engine at the end of the day?
So totting up (guesswork only):
seven police (the whole of Pattaya police force) armed with long poles with hoops on (AKA farang-catchers);
four immigration officers laden with nine kilograms of papers from the last year of the Germans stay;
six Public Health staffers with a certificate in artificial respiration (between them);
five employees of the Pattaya News - one reporter and four photographers;
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
There will be the usual up-tick in drowning and deaths on the road from drunk drivers + the odd falling bullets from illegal guns; but Prayout has shown his Uncle face.
In so far as the whole of the Thai police force (except the envelope collectors) are in Bangkok guarding inconsequential politicians, this is a moot point.
How can Pattaya Plod tell? The only way is to stop & search; ask for passports; if no have, take to station. Welcome to Thailand. Wait till TAT hears about this!
'Pattaya Walking Street painting is now finished, and ready to impress tourists,'. Damn! I thought it said 'pointing.' I was looking forward to the photos.
You could say this of almost every Immigration office/police station across the land. It is so ingrained that the villains don't see it as corruption like a perk of the job.
The whole of Thailand suffers at the hands of six monopolies/cartels. They fix prices and supply. They are more powerful than the army or police who they bought long ago.