Pattaya 16.-19.02.2014
Sunday, 16.02.2014
Bus 187, 16 THB, 16:37 Lak Si – 16:59 Victory Monument
Van station north of Victory Monument, 150 THB, 16:23
Victory Monument – 19:02 Tuk Com Pattaya
Cupidol 21:00 – 35, orange juice 160 THB, 12 boys, all in
individual underwear (nice), aircon ok, music too loud (but don’t need
earplugs), smoking allowed, selection of boys and underwear promising, about 10
customers during my stay
21:40 have a look into X-Boys, there are 3 (in words: three)
boys on stage, mamasan says more will come later, a few customers are in the
bar, boys wear camouflage briefs (nice), one member of staff was smoking when I
looked in. That’s quite a disappointment, two boys on my list work in X-boys,
but they were not among the 3 on stage. I will be back another day (or make a
direct arrangement).
Boyz Boyz Boyz (haven’t been for years) 21:50 – 22:30 about
15 boys on main stage and two small side stages in the audience, they wear
different styles of white briefs, aircon ok, music too loud (but don’t need
earplugs), no smoking, many customers, rotation of boys good, hot tea 200 THB.
At 22:30, just before the show, all boys (about 20) gather on the stage, all
seats in first, second and third row are taken, I leave quickly as I have no
interest in the show.
23:40 at Eros Sunee ask for a boy I had in December: gone
home. Most boys are sitting with customers. (update: chat with the boy on
Line: in his hometown)
Happy Boys (haven’t been for a while) 23:45 – 00:15 boys
wear kind of boxer shorts, not my style. 9 boys. I spot a boy who is cute. Orange
juice 100, beer for boy 130, off fee 300. He has been working there for a year,
good English. I vaguely remember my last visit, I think that’s when I saw him
sitting with a customer, but when I came back the following day he was not in.
Have the boy sit with me. Skin temperature check neutral. Off
him. Sex is so-so. It just a takes a few hairs too much on his crotch and skin
temperature a few degrees too low, and I lose interest. The boy likes the
underwear I have him wear for me. Tip 1000 Baht.
General observation from these 3 bar visits: aircon
comfortable in all bars (I remember times when I felt cold in bars, and how
about the boys?), significantly fewer tattoos than there used to be (maybe I
should do another tattoo count?).
Monday 17.02.2014
Have a look at Thais4live bookshop. Interesting selection,
but this time nothing for me.
On the way back, I cross paths with timmberty and we stop
for a long chat.
Timmberty: “Is there anything interesting on the boards? I
don’t post anymore.”
ChristianPFC: “Hahaha! What do you mean, you don’t post
anymore? You have been blocked everywhere!” (from memory, with timberty’s
consent).
“I don’t post anymore.” ROFL!
Take songthaeo to Naklua, then walk to J & K bookshop
(Pothisan near soi 8). The bookshop has been stripped down, nothing left. Ask
at a shop next to it: business closed (permanently).
Bottle art museum (see below).
On my way back, I walk past their former shop (about 100 m
west of Dolphin roundabout on North Pattaya road). Note from Dec 2012 about
moving to new location. Why move and then close after just one year?
The bottle art museum has been low on my list of things to
do for a while. It’s in walking distance, so I check opening times on my mobile
phone and walk there (Sukhumvit road, about 100 m north of Bangkok Pattaya hospital,
opposite Mini Siam). Speaking Thai and claiming to be working in Thailand gets
me in for the Thai entry (100 THB, foreigner 200 THB). Three rooms, I stay
there 15:25 – 45, I am the only visitor.
On my way back (walking), I chat on gayromeo with a boy I
have known for 3 years, but not met for 10 months. He works as a shop
assistant, 6 days per week, Monday day off, 11-20, 9000 Baht per month. His
mobile is broken or lost (but no request for replacement), so we cannot call or
chat once he leaves his room. Arrange meeting 17:40 at Pattaya Avenue at the
bookshop. I arrive 17:40, he is not there. I spend 15 minutes in the bookshop,
then I remember similar situations with this and other boys, so I go to the
cinema, where he is waiting for me (but I have written record on gayromeo:
17:40 bookshop!).
We check films and agree on Hercules. While ordering the
tickets, I overhear him talking (in Thai) with the cashier: the film is dubbed
in Thai, but that won’t be a problem for the Farang (i.e. me) to understand. Oh
yes, it’s a problem! Strangely, if Thais talk about me, I understand on average
80%, even if I don’t listen. But in a movie, it would be below 50%, I wouldn’t
be able to follow the movie. So have to choose another movie.
I am indifferent, so I let him choose: Tai-Hong-Tai-Hien ตายโหง ตายเฮี้ยน,
a Thai horror movie. I have never watched a Thai horror movie, but I like
western horror movies (Final destination, Saw), so I agree. Thai language,
English subtitles. There are a few funny scenes, but overall the movie was
horrible.
My friend: “Did you like the movie?”
ChristianPFC: “No.”
My friend: “But I like the movie. I think you don’t like
because you don’t understand. But I understand.”
So this seems to be cultural issue. I like Western horror
movies, but this one was just horrible, gross, abysmal, didn’t make any sense.
If it had been a book, TV, internet, I would have left soon, but having paid
entry and being with a friend, I sat through the entire movie (18:50 – 20:40,
and that were a long 110 minutes!).
General observation on taking dates to movies: This is a cliché,
and I will stop doing it. Agreeing on a movie (I don’t remember which movie was
my second choice, but my friend said he had watched it already on internet)
then spending the waiting time somewhere, I think I will avoid this by going
alone. Anyway, there is nothing to do together during the movie and rarely
something to talk about after the movie.
We walk towards South Pattaya road. I am hungry, M is not.
So we part 9 pm and agree to meet at my place 10 pm (keep in mind that our only
way for communication is gayromeo, I online on my phone and he from his room). I
am indifferent towards sex, but let’s see what happens next.
Dinner, then wait in the bar and chat with Farang friends.
There are a few German retiree regulars at Gurke, some of them entertaining*,
unfortunately all smokers. M does not come. I write to him on gayromeo a few
times, ho reply (but he is online). Being in a state of sexual satiation, I
leave it to chance: either he comes (and we might end up in bed) or this is a
no-sex day. He does not come, so I go to bed alone. (Update: he fell asleep
in his room. The following day, he notices the missed chance and asks when and
where we can meet again. Too late, I have other plans.)
*e.g. R, who has to use cream on his hands and protect them
with plastic gloves when driving motorcycle. He tells me these are his fisting
gloves, he wants to fist me with both hands, up to the elbow, and then clap his
hands inside me. Funny by my standards.
Tuesday 18.02.2014
Go to photo shop to have pictures from my mobile phone
printed for a friend. I ponder taking cable USB to micro USB with me (so I don’t
have to open phone to take out MicroSD card), but assume they have one in the
shop. WRONG.
Assumption is the mother of all fuck-ups. (Under Siege 2:
Dark Territory)
They don’t have a cable, I have to take the MicroSD card out
of my phone. Printing pictures takes just 30 minutes and costs just 60 Baht for
12 pictures. However a few hours later, I notice that my mobile phone doesn’t
recognize the memory card any more. (Update Friday: go to shop where I bought
the mobile phone: my phone recognizes other memory cards, so there is a problem
with the card. The salesperson tells me the card I got included in the price of
the phone is of low quality and probably damaged. Ask in a computer shop: they
can’t read the card and recommend data recovery service, spoils my entire
Friday afternoon: total over 3 hours, 140 THB taxi to shop, 130 THB back, both
in slow traffic, new MicroSD 16 GB 330 THB). Lost data: pictures, screenshots (instead
of taking notes if I want to remember something for looking up later),
databases for app (dictionaries, the histories of words I looked up are lost, I
scroll through the history when I have idle time).
I have one particular boy in mind for tonight, but I plan to
go to the beach or sauna, so I might find someone else, so I can’t let him know
yet that he is the chosen one should no-one else cross my path.
Nothing else to do in early afternoon, so I walk from Sunee
to Central Festival to watch a movie, alone. On Soi VC, a cute boy says hello
and we chat. I might have seen him before, but I’m not horny, so we leave it at
general chat. I should at least have asked if he is a moneyboy and exchanged
phone numbers!
In the entrance hall, there is cute boy who is smiling at me
and following me with his eyes. But again, not horny, different plans, but this
would be a good training. This proves how unskilled I am at real live gay
encounters. You would have to beat me to it.
The first movie I watched in 3D, the 3D glasses are
compatible with my glasses, and the 3D effects work.
Then songtheao to Sansuk sauna. Construction work almost
finished. Arrive 4 pm, few customers (about 20, mainly Farang). Order food,
read newspaper. One waiter is cute. At 5 and 6 it gets fuller, and at 7 and 8
it is brimming. But there is nobody to my taste, bordercases at best. I don’t
even go to labyrinth and sauna, as there is poor light and everyone who enters
will pass the restaurant/pool area, where I sit comfortably and in good light.
My neighbor chats me up, he is Austrian, nickname K. He
invites me for a beer and we exchange thoughts on Thai boys and living and
traveling in Thailand. He is extrovert, he chats up passing Thai boys and
afterwards I ask “Do you know him?” “No, this is the first time I see him.”
(translated from German)
That’s my first beer this year. It’s about 7 pm, nobody to
my taste in the sauna, so I have to arrange a meeting with the boy I had in
mind. Message him on Line: no answer (but I have delays up to 1 hour in
noticing and answering messages, so check again later). About 7:30 I am
preparing to leave, my bottle is empty, but K is adamant I stay for another
bottle. I finally get out of his clutches at 9, far later than I had planned. I
can’t reach my boy on the phone, so I have to change my plan with whom I will
spend the night. To make matters worse, I feel tipsy (two bottles of Chang, 330
ml, 6 % alcohol content).
On the way back to Pattaya, I weigh options: no stop in
Sunee to change clothes, that would cost too much time. Directly to boyztown,
ask in the bar for the boy, if he is not in try X-Boys again. The boy is in,
his phone is broken.
We go to my room, unfortunately he cannot stay overnight as
he is going to meet a friend in Dave. But he is as fantastic as before. I spend
more time in the bar, chatting with other customers. Go to bed 3:30 am. Amazing
how much traffic there still is at that time, the manager says sometimes they
close at 5 or 6.
I tried the mosquito repellant (spray), as there is a
problem with mosquitoes. I get bitten regularly, but not much itching. I don’t
like creams and sprays on my skin, but this quickly dries and then I don’t
notice it any more on my skin, and it works!
Wednesday 19.02.2014
Train from Pattaya to Bangkok. There are several train
stations: Pattaya (main station, central Pattaya), Jomtien and Nong Nooch.
Trains run only on weekdays, Bangkok Hua Lampong 6:55 (too early for me)
Pattaya 10:35; Pattaya 14:21 to Bangkok Hua Lampong 18:25, price 31 Baht.
Train leaves Pattaya 14:25, arrives in Bangkok Hua Lampong
18:25. There is not much to see the first 3 hours of the trip, in Bangkok it
becomes more interesting. No traffic jam for train, on the contrary, the train
has priority over cars.
In Pattaya the train was about 10% occupied, in Hua Lampong it
was about 50% occupied. Train is much more suitable for cruising than other
public transport. You can walk through it while it drives, there are more
people than in a bus.
And indeed I spot a cute boy on the platform in Sri Ratcha.
So I walk through the train after departure, and we smile at each other when I
walk past him. Now it would be his turn to walk through the train, but he doesn’t.
I walk past him another time, no reaction. But two hours later, he is smoking
on the bridge and another Thai man chats me up when I walk past and we end up
sitting next to each other. These bridges between wagons seem to the point to
chat people up (observation from several train trips), you go there either to
smoke or to watch out of the train.
We chat in Thai and here the information I collected (I
could have worked in the Stasi – former eastern Germany secret service): name,
age, phone number, born in Bangkok, he has a scar from a burn on his right hand and a scar from
a fan blade on his left arm, long fingers (inherited from his father, who is 200
cm tall), he is 180 cm, studies (architecture?) in Sri Ratcha, visits his
parents in Don Mueang, return Sunday (by own car?), invites me to meet him in
Sri Ratcha or Pattaya (where he will go on March 19 with a friend), he has been
to The Great Holy Relics Pagoda of Naphamethanidon – Naphapholphumisiri in
Chiang Mai (he gave me one of the two used tickets he had with him, so I
remember the place – I have seen pictures before and it’s on my list of places
to go).
At Hua Lampong, buy ticket for the next train to Lak Si (20
Baht; the boy buys ticket to Don Mueang, 20
Baht as well). Half an hour time, walk around: the two mocy taxi drivers
from the foursome last year are still there, immediately recognize me and are
up for a repeat. No songtam seller ladies (who sell other things, I mean
services, as well) at that time (7 pm).
