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Two Nights in Bangkok



And the world’s not my oyster!“The city indeed don’t know that the city is getting. Get Thai’d, you’re talking to a tourist whose every move’s among the purest – I get my kicks above the waistline sucker! Not much between despair and ecstasy.” That Murray Head bloke who sang ONE NIGHT IN BANGKOK is full of shit man. The place was overrated and didn’t live up to my expectations after having visited Phuket and Koh Samui in recent years.

I now know why hamsap old men love Bangkok – they get to put Viagra to the test. You could smell sex and booze in the air at night. The weather was blisteringly humid. And AirAsia continues to live up to its unsought reputation of holdups. But can you blame them? They only have about 7 SECOND HAND planes. All I ever hear is some effing asshole bitching on the phone to whoever, yapping about squandering RM150. The chintzy mongrel thought he’d economize on airfare in return for floozies of Bangkok. Utter disgrace. If I get a 10 cent whenever I hear someone kvetching about AirAsia, I would’ve be built a much bigger terminal for AirAsia than that Giant Supermarket of a LCC Terminal. :-)

The Korean business associates took me to some peeler joint with pole dancers, extremely young girls – an oasis for paedophiles. Skanky. A place for “Farangs” indeed. I also came across someone’s grandpa getting jiggy with it with some Thai lady who looked like to have exceeded the sell-by-date on the dancefloor. Yuck! If your gramps was MIA in the last couple of days, better check his passport! I also saw ZAKARia living up to his name, Beng Ham Sap blithely fondling in public and grandad Kunjimani going through some midlife crisis – believing he’s Casanova. Do Malaysian women really suck in bed (not literally I mean..LOL!) that most old farts unbosom in Bangkok?

What about me you ask? Well, I loathe Thailand in terms of women encounters, land of the sexually transmitted diseases! 1500 Thai baht for a bonk and your wiener to fall off – deal of the century! Blech! On that note, I scorned Bangkok.

On Thursday, I did something I never thought I would do, I gallivanted approximately 10km (that’s what the Korean business associates articulated much to their stupefaction when I mentioned my escapade). I holidayed Thursday morning by taking the air. Stopped over thrice – 2 pubs and 1 spa. I mollycoddled myself to a respectable uncontaminating spa. Also tormented myself for half-an-hour in the sauna, followed by aromatherapy massage and facial (not by choice – included in the package). 3 hours for 1000 baht (RM99). Now that’s a higgle! It took me a while to find the “right” spa, and as my Korean associates remarked, the spas by the mainroad are more often than not 90% clean of malevolency. I was treated like a King during the 3 hours (not King Kong mind you). Bullshitted about my country of origin when I said I was from Portugal (while donning a t-shirt that emblazoned GERMANY in the front), and got away with it. Got buttered left right center that I know wouldn’t have been the same have I said Malaysia. :-) Actually, I do have some Portuguese bloodline and also some baba nyonya – purportedly have a bounteous family in Jasin, Malacca, that I’m not chafed to traverse it for now. After Christiano Ronaldo’s oscar-winning antics during the world cup, can you blame me? Hahahaha!

Hmmm…come to think of it, with a Germany t-shirt, I should’ve claimed that I was David Odonkor’s cousin, though I’m sure many would’ve been befuddled by that remark. LOL!

The flight was delayed almost 4 hours (and not 5 hours as I have annotated on other blogs). Still trying to acclimatize for the time deviation, though it’s only an hour – LOL! Sorry la…still convalescing from truckloads of Heineken gobbled up during my 2 nights in Bangkok. I also hungrily splurged RM5 for Soya Bean and RM4 for a Kit Kat during the 2-hour flight back home. I should’ve asked the stewardesses how much it was for a wank instead! LOL!

10pm, arrived at the Giant Supermarket (LCCT). So much for Bangkok – unquestionably won’t be going there for a vacation anytime soon. Seoul, Toronto and New York City remains the best cities that I’ve gallivanted so far. Melbourne’s still the best place for settling down!

P/S: SUPERMAN RETURNS movie is much better than the SUPERMAN RETURNS book! That Bryan Singer the pouf is an anus horriblus!  

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