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Since I got invited by PM to join this thread....here we go:

Came here for the first time for a job interview. Arrived in the late afternoon. Some limo service picked me up at the airport and brought me to the hotel. Checked in, had a walk to the hotel bar and ordered a drink.

That's it basically...

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Since I got invited by PM to join this thread....here we go:

Came here for the first time for a job interview. Arrived in the late afternoon. Some limo service picked me up at the airport and brought me to the hotel. Checked in, had a walk to the hotel bar and ordered a drink.

That's it basically...

I've read the book...

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It was my 1st ever flight. I came with some friends. They rushed off the 747. and waited at the foot of the steps. As I exited the cabin, it was so damned hot, I could not breath. They laughed at my reaction. I thought it was the engines. I soon learned it wasn't the engines.

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They say you should never bugger up a good story with the truth. This is the truth version. I arrived here first time as a precursor to a diplomatic posting on a whirl wind tour of my area of responsibility, Thailand, Indonesia, Malaysia Philippines and India. I was on a four year contract as a specialist automotive trade commissioner. This is early 1999.

So the plane lands and I get met just outside the plane door on the aerobridge by the Embassy Senior Trade Commissioner. Whisked through the diplomatic lane and out to the limo where the bags were waiting. Without a word of a lie, I guess all over from plane to car in less than ten minutes. Of course we had a driver who took us to the Sukhothai and did all the paperwork while we had a drink and dinner, then up to the ninth floor (where the Ministerial guests stayed) and into a suite that could accommodate most of TV membership.

Having lived in Indonesia before I looked for the "Spedial Orders" number in the room directory but there wasnt one. So just a quiet night in the best hotel suite in town, emptying the bar fridge.

Now when someone starts a thread about how to really enjoy Bangkok with full Diplomatic immunity let me know, and I may share a tale or two.

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Lets keep this on topic, a bit of fun and from a western expectation point of view. So what does diplomatic immunity mean here? I have no idea, but I did have the back page of the blue ID badge we were issued with translated by an expert. The "Badge" was one of these three fold out things about the size of a business card. It was all in English, name position photo country all that stuff. But if you imagine folding the left and right hand sides in, and then turning it over, it was in Thai. I cannot read Thai but my "expert" said it meant "If you inconvenience the holder of this card in any way, you will be in more SH1T than you thought humanly possible."

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I came for the financial crash in 98.

It was a lonely existence, I was the only customer in Emporium I remember.

Any decent bargains?

2 for the price of one.

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I came for the financial crash in 98.

It was a lonely existence, I was the only customer in Emporium I remember.

Any decent bargains?

yep, the girls at the MAC counter

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