For All Seasons -- Part 5
A Farang For All Seasons -- Part 5
"You going to breakfast?"
"Who is this?"
Damn… I wonder who that was. It didn't sound like MikeM,
and Antman was too tangled up with Wifey to spend time with the boys…
Anyway, the call woke me up enough that I got up for breakfast. A
pat or two on Sips fine rear got her up to join me.
Sip asked me if I had fun last night, and I told her I was too mao.
Sip nodded her head in agreement. Maybe I dodged a bullet.
The Hard Rock Hotel puts out quite a spread for breakfast, but the
truth is that I prefer the breakfast at the Nana Hotel. Sure, the
HRH offers a lot of stuff, but it's mostly stuff I'm not interested in.
"Jai? What we do today?"
"Not a damn thing."
I reserved the Nanacabana for our stay, and I planned to camp out there
all day every day.
When we finished breakfast, we went back up to the room to brush our
teeth and change into our swimwear.
I couldn't help but notice Sip lost a little weight since the last
trip, and she looked good.
There's a desk just outside the hotel, where guests can get towels for
the pool, We grabbed a big bunch of towels to lay out in our cabana,
and made our way to set up housekeeping in the Nanacabana for the day.
MikeM and Lady joined us a short while later, and we all relaxed
together in the Nanacabana. Every so often, one of us would venture
into the pool to cool off a little. It was a pretty nice way to
spend the day.
But there was trouble in paradise today; not only were storm clouds
building off the coast, Sip told me that she and Lady didn't like
Wifey. In fact, Lady didn't go to the disco last night because she
didn't want to be alone with Wifey.
"But Wifey seems like a nice girl. Why don't you like
"Wifey not nice girl. Wifey bad girl. Wifey take
Antman away from friends."
"No, no, no. That's not Wifey's fault. That's what
Antman does. Remember Phuket? He ting tong. Wifey is
good girl, okay?"
"No problem for me. I get along wit everybody. But
Lady no like Wifey."
I had all the faith in the world that Sip really could get along with
anybody; that's just the kind of girl she is but I really didn't want any
trouble with girls. I started wondering if we should ask Antman to
take a taxi back to Bangkok instead of having him join us on the bus, but
stopped myself from worrying about things that haven't happened yet.
If something happens, it happens and we'll deal with it then.
About then we started feeling peckish. We ordered way too much
food as usual, and when it was a delivered, MikeM and I were surprised to
see that the girls (prolly Sip, because that's the kind of girl she is)
ordered a huge boat of giant crab legs! WTF!! I don't know
what that costs in Thailand, but it would have cost a small fortune back
The crab legs didn't cost much, and watching the girls enjoy themselves
took the sting away.
We took another swim, and then Sip and I hit the room to clean the
After the smoke cleared, Sip washed a few of her panties in the sink.
"Why do you wash these? Next time give them to the maid,
"No problem for me. I like to wash."
When she finished washing them, she put them on hangers and proceeded
to hang them around the room. WTF? My room now looks like the
aftermath of a panty factory explosion. And I didn't think they were
placed for optimum drying.
This room at the Hard Rock Hotel had its air conditioner mounted near
the ceiling. While Sip went back into the bathroom, I grabbed a few
hangers of panties and hung them from the vents of the air conditioner so
they could dry faster in the dry air of the air conditioner.
Returning to the room it only took Sip a moment to see her panties
hanging from the air conditioner, and she started jumping up and down and
screeching like a monkey on a hotplate!
"No! No!! NO!!! No put there!!! No put
panty above head!!! My head is my Buddha!!!"
Poor girl… I was laughing so hard it was difficult to reach up
and grab the hangers; I'm sure she thought I was stalling… But the
panties were soon down, and everything back to normal, such as it was…
We got comfortable on the bed and talked a little more. We talked
about the beauty shop and the baby shop. And we talked about opening
a bar in her hometown; Sip had some interesting observations, and having a
bar was indeed something that I could see myself doing.
Then it was time for immigration talk. Sip said that she had two
nephews that she would like to take to America so they could go to
school. She said they belonged to her sister with the brain tumor,
so they would be her responsibility soon.
Sip is quite a girl, and it sounded to me like her entire family had
been her responsibility for a long time now…
The girls wanted to do some shopping, so MikeM and I agreed to take
them to the mall. I gave Sip 1,000 baht and a pat on the rump, and
she and Lady promptly lost us in the mall. That's okay; MikeM and I
found lots of interesting things to keep us occupied.
We finally caught up with them shopping for bras. Sip had some
pretty impressive jutters and needed all the help she could get. Sip
also wanted to buy some contact lenses, but she insisted on using her own
money for that.
After we were all shopped out, we went back to the hotel to get ready
for dinner and a night out.
When she finished dressing Sip asked me to take her picture.
That's when it struck me; Sip really should be a model.
Antman was late, as usual. And MikeM used the time to ask the
people at the HRH which was the best seafood restaurant in Pattaya.
When MikeM returned he said we were off to 91 on Walking Street.
Now we didn't know if 91 was the address or the name of the place, but
that's what we were looking for. Of course when we didn't find it
right away, Sip wanted to drag us into every seafood place we saw.
We kept walking and finally found a place called Nang Nual. We
decided that must be the place. We got a table over the water, and
enjoyed the cool breeze. T he food was top-shelf, and we decided we would
be eating there again soon.
Another interesting thing was the bill at Nang Nual was only a fraction
of what we paid at Lobster Pot, but at Lobster Pot everyone at our table
but me ordered the Rock Lobster which could have accounted for that...
I couldn't really blame the girls for not being interested in an
evening prowling the go-gos, so we took them to see the show at the Polo
Lounge. The Polo Lounge was a big hit last November with the
highpoint of the evening being my head under some go-go girls miniskirt
while BigNasty busied herself under the table. Sip like to have her
fun, but she wasn't much for doing the deed in public.
This time I got to pay a little more attention to the show at the Polo
Lounge, and it was good. They had various dance skits, a painting
show, and even a fire show. The shows included a little audience
participation, so it was good to have a ringside seat.
When the lounge started filling up with Asian package tours, it was
time for us to leave. Throwing caution to the wind, we picked the
Hard Rock disco as our next stop. The nice thing about the Hard Rock
disco was that it was close to our hotel if we wanted to bail, but the
risk was the last time we went there it was packed with katoeys.
The Hard Rock disco solved their katoey infestation but it was replaced
with an infestation of Japanese tourists, which is just as bad.
We had fun singing and dancing at our table but a couple of the drunken
Japanese tourists didn't understand that not every girl in Thailand was
available, and started to hassle Sip. They pretended to not
understand English even after propositioning Sip in English, but I did get
the feeling they understood what I was saying when I told they where they
could park their Toyotas. Sensing that things were bound to get
worse before they would get better, I tossed Sip over my shoulder and
carried her out of the bar.
Sip loved to be picked up, so that was a real high point for her.
Once in the fresh air, Sip said she was hungry. Again?
Sheesh… She must have a hollow leg…
"We can order Room Service up in the room."
"No want Room Service. Want eat market."
"Market? You want to go to the market?"
"Yes. Market good. You see."
With that she started off to Beach Road to give a passing baht bus the
finger. The baht bus took us to a big outside market area near
Hollywood Disco. I guessed this is prolly where Antman and the girls
ended up last night.
Sip ordered a couple bowls of noodles, but I was still stuffed from
dinner. No problem for Sip; she ate them both.
But it was fun to watch the people walking up and down the
street. And it looked like a pretty good place to score a couple of
hot freelancers for late-night take-out.
It was a bit of a walk from the market to Second Road, but it was fun
to go through all the stalls and watch all the people.
At Second Road we hopped a baht bus for the ride to HRH.
Sip thought it a good night to soak in the tub, so we filled the
Japanese style tub with warm water and bubbles, and had a good time.
That was a great way to end the day.