Phuket-
We took a bloody long bus from Bangkok to Phuket which lasted a total of 21 hours and several pointless stops but this became the norm back in Thailand. We checked in to My Thai guesthouse which was run by an Aussie called Darren and his Thai mrs called Nut. The rooms were good and the daily banter with Darren and the many drinking partners he had in the reception/bar made the time there very enjoyable. We were staying on Patong beach just 5 minutes walk from Bangla road – Bangla road is similar to Walking street in Pattaya, busy, prostitutes everywhere you look and old boys getting involved (if you know what I mean). We spent about a week here getting on the beers (Chang) and “mixing with the locals” .
Myself and Olly took a trip to Coral Island which is roughly an hour away on a speed boat – just south of Phuket. The Island it’s self is a gorgeous palm tree covered island surrounded by crystal white sand and a coral reef just feet away from the shore, it was the first opportunity for us to snorkel so we got in and explored all afternoon.
Our visa’s only allowed us to stay in Thailand until 18th December so we had to shoot on a plane to KL (Kuala Lumpar) – this meant we could extend our visa’s for another 30 days and not the standard 14 you get when crossing by land. KL – another Asian city that we didn’t want to be in. Apart from the Protronas towers there is nothing to do. We stayed in China Town , right in the local district which was an experience, our room had no windows which meant we could waste time sleeping for 13 hours – one way to kill time I guess. Back to Phuket…………..!
We flew back in to Phuket again for a few extra days on the beach before heading to Koh Samui, this is where we would be spending Xmas and catching up with Drage.
Thursday 4 February 2010
Bangkok pt deux
Thailand part deux –
We flew in to Bangkok international for the second time with ease and hit the bus direct to Koh san road again. We checked in to the Green House hotel and dropped the bags of and hit the glorious bars of KSR.
Chang has become our best friend now as it’s so bloody strong and does the job a lot quicker than tiger or Singha. We ended up at Gazeebo roof bar and listened to a Thai band bang out western tunes whilst smoking sheesa and more chang. The bar had a disco so we hit it until the early hours – very early hours. We seem to be attracting a lot of attention from the locals as our style of piss take dancing seems to go down rather well.
A few more nights of Bangkok and we take the 2 hour “easy” bus ride down to Pattaya. We arrive in Pattaya and first impressions are that it’s massively westernised with KFC’s, Maccer’s and Pizza Hut’s all lining the huge over the top hotels.
We are getting much better at finding good guesthouses – or so we thought…….
…… we dropped the bags off at a local guest house and went for food. We returned to freshen up and noticed that the street we had chosen to spend the next few nights on was “boys street”. You learn quick in this part of the world so we just laughed and made sure that when we left the guesthouse each night that we picked up the pace to dodge the lady boys who lie in wait for the fresh meat!
We met one of Dale’s dad’s friends from home (Allan) who was playing tour-gide for our duration in Pattaya, Al lives in Pattaya for half the year and told us that this experience in Pattaya will be an “eye opener” – oh god!
“Alright boys were hitting the Go Go bars” – We started towards our first bar and the crazyness starts. Girls line the street and shout in a wining tone “Weeeelcooooome” and grab all parts of your annatomy to try and get you in to their bar. Once inside you are greeted with unlimited bar games – this sounds like Cambodia again. We get the beers down and head to a few more bars, Al walks a few paces behind with a grin on his face – “welcome to the dark side boys”!
A few days later and we decide it’s time to leave. I am glad I experienced Pattaya but I would never go back. Taxi to Bangkok please!
We flew in to Bangkok international for the second time with ease and hit the bus direct to Koh san road again. We checked in to the Green House hotel and dropped the bags of and hit the glorious bars of KSR.
Chang has become our best friend now as it’s so bloody strong and does the job a lot quicker than tiger or Singha. We ended up at Gazeebo roof bar and listened to a Thai band bang out western tunes whilst smoking sheesa and more chang. The bar had a disco so we hit it until the early hours – very early hours. We seem to be attracting a lot of attention from the locals as our style of piss take dancing seems to go down rather well.
A few more nights of Bangkok and we take the 2 hour “easy” bus ride down to Pattaya. We arrive in Pattaya and first impressions are that it’s massively westernised with KFC’s, Maccer’s and Pizza Hut’s all lining the huge over the top hotels.
We are getting much better at finding good guesthouses – or so we thought…….
…… we dropped the bags off at a local guest house and went for food. We returned to freshen up and noticed that the street we had chosen to spend the next few nights on was “boys street”. You learn quick in this part of the world so we just laughed and made sure that when we left the guesthouse each night that we picked up the pace to dodge the lady boys who lie in wait for the fresh meat!
We met one of Dale’s dad’s friends from home (Allan) who was playing tour-gide for our duration in Pattaya, Al lives in Pattaya for half the year and told us that this experience in Pattaya will be an “eye opener” – oh god!
“Alright boys were hitting the Go Go bars” – We started towards our first bar and the crazyness starts. Girls line the street and shout in a wining tone “Weeeelcooooome” and grab all parts of your annatomy to try and get you in to their bar. Once inside you are greeted with unlimited bar games – this sounds like Cambodia again. We get the beers down and head to a few more bars, Al walks a few paces behind with a grin on his face – “welcome to the dark side boys”!
A few days later and we decide it’s time to leave. I am glad I experienced Pattaya but I would never go back. Taxi to Bangkok please!
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