Soi Patpong
Turns out that international roaming is rather expensive for my Blackberry (SMS and Data) so I’m going to be taking it easy on that for this trip; am typing this from an internet terminal.
SOI PATPONG 1 (OR HOW WE LOST 3,000 BAHT)
So, after downing a few beers with Jenny, Jay, and their two friends; we take off to the Soi Patpong area — otherwise known as the “sex area.” To be specific, Soi Pat Pong 1. Reticence be damned; and it was only two streets down.
The Balcony bar.
We wander among the vendors selling various merchandise, from clothes to trinkets, while warding off countless offers to see ping pong balls popped out of various orifices. Finally, curiosity gets the better of Adam and from a random hawker selects #14 from a list of sexual antics. #14: Pussy cut banana!
So Adam and I go in the joint; while the others stay back (they’ve been there, done that). We are seated at a table in flashing strip-club style surroundings, and are beseiged with at least six scantily-clad Thai women. They immediately ask us for a drink apiece after taking our order for a drink (vodka and coke). Soon, a Matron appears and charges us 2,100 baht. For what, we aren’t sure.
Then they hit us up for tips for the dancers. Before we knew it, we’ve blown another 500, 600 baht. Oh, we gave more than we should have because we expected change back. Hah.
Ironically (yes) Adam touched a breast (I didn’t). The girls expresed amused dismay that our little ones were “asleep.” They verified this for themselves, too.
But, hey, we saw #14: Pussy cut banana from a distance. It wasn’t as great as it sounded.
We stumbled out and related our story to Jenny and Jay; the first thing they said?
“You could have had sex for less.”
So long, Soi Patpong.