Monday – Butterfly back to Bangkok
Up at 5am – three hours deep sleep. Not enough, but still on a high from last night’s exhilarations. Think about delaying my return to Bangkok by a day and possibly recreating last night…but know that’s a bad idea. Though both Pez and Sys have sent me messages and emoticons galore. I reply with emoticons.
Morning walk to Dongtan Beach as the sun rises. Back at hotel, with a pastry in hand, I make some tea and find that some more sleep is possible.
Up, breakfast at The Poseidon, the cross over to the TMB bank’s ATM for a cash infusion. Back to the hotel, finish packing which takes only a moment as I barely unpacked. Mike’s car service scheduled for noon, arrives (as I expected) at 11:20. Driver has only a minimum of English…which is better than my Thai. So, I ride in the back and doze.
Trip back to Bangkok takes close to 3 hours. Traffic and he driver avoiding tolls. I’ve changed hotels and will spend my last three nights at the Tarntawan Surawong (new name for the Tarntawan).
First thing I notice is there is some heavy-duty work being done in the courtyard near the entrance. I assume it’s part of the new management’s program to upgrade the place…this theory is demolished within seconds of my registering as the desk clerk tells me the hotel doesn’t have any water (!).
I’ve prepaid Agoda for my stay and am stuck. Security guard, who is new to the staff as I knew it, takes me up to room 603 which has a view of Prime Massage from its windows. Room is clean with all the usual amenities including a return of the welcome drink and fruit basket.
I plug in my electrics and go out for a massage. I head for Prime as anticipating no water works against an oil massage which (for me) requires two showers, one at the shop, and one back at the room to get rid of the oil. So, I submit to another two-hour bout of Prime practice. What’s interesting is that when I arrive, I am the only customer in the foot massage area (first downstairs room by the registration desk). This does not last as all the chairs are full before long and I observe a very steady stream of folks coming down for their shoes after their massage.
That said, usual Prime program where after being folded and bent and kneed in my back, I emerge feeling wonderful.
Observation – Indra Massage’s location is now an Art Massage outpost, Indra has moved a few doors to the right.
Back at the hotel, there is now an enormous truck carried piece of Machinery making lots of noise. In the room, I turn on the tap and release a stream of brown water…this is a good sign and I let the water run. Maybe fifteen minutes later it runs clear. Toilet flushes brown water and after a few flushes is clear. Ditto for the shower – though there is little water pressure. Glad I had a shower in Pattaya.
It’s now around 8, so I head out for dinner, thinking I’ll try the French Restaurant in Patpong, mentioned by DivineMadman. It’s located to the right of Screwboys and Too Boys across from the cart that sells sex toys and lady’s lingerie. There was no one, other than staff, in the restaurant and the menu looks too similar to The Poseidon’s (i.e. heavier than I want tonight).
So, I head to Soi 4 and have dinner at G’s, the German restaurant. The owner is a bit of a character, and his staff keeps the pace humming. Good wheat beer. Food is heavy (see hypocritical note on avoiding heavy meal at French restaurant, above).
Head back to Twilight, have a drink at Maxi’s, let Pau catch me up on what happened over the weekend. Tom, Maxi’s owner, stops by and asks how I found Pattaya. I mentioned how quiet Boyztown was, he says he’s head that both Copa and Ambiance have been bought by Chinese interests. Copa is about to reopen (from what I could see the remodel looked to be a definite improvement. If the rumor is accurate, one wonders how the new owners will market the hotels and to whom.
Decide to check in at Hot Male upstairs, seated only for a few seconds before surrounded by the Viet boys. Peter asks me to take him off, but I decline with a smile. The mamasan joins us, I converse and watch the show. I’m drawn to #31. Check with the mamsan. All the usual things to check off are checked off. When Peter goes on stage for his number, one of the other Viets takes it on himself to call #31 over to sit with me. I like what I see, his voice is a bit disconcerting as its pitched higher than most. He’s Cambodian…story of my week. We negotiate…nothing extraordinary. Off to the Tarntawan, guests still required to turn in their identification. We adjourn to the 6th floor. All is well and good, but not as good as the previous night. I’ve adjusted my standards… He departs, security checks to see if I still alive.
Tuesday
Up at a reasonable hour, go down to breakfast, new breakfast staff, same menu. Notice that most of the others are male/female couples. Talk with some newlyweds from Mexico. Seems the hotel is marketing to honeymooners. Organize my day – knowing that I might be back in November for almost a two week stay, I decide to check out Bandera Suites which has been recommended to me for both price and service. Location puts it closer to Babylon and The Prince. Find it and am given a tour of possible rooms (major difference is the location, the higher the floor the pricier the room. Like the pool and gym, definite possibility. Later I’ll mention this to Tom at Maxi’s and he tells me he has several regulars who stay there. Have to think about this.
Walk to Pilot Pen and pick up some pens, I like the 1.0 gel pens. Now, I’ve been walking for a while and decide to go to Central World and walk indoors, also want to visit Isetan looking for a gift for some friends at home who love everything Japanese. Do not find anything in my price range. Stop at Greyhound for lunch on my way back to the BRT.
I get off and start walking down Silom, as I pass Soi 4, I see Nim; Nim sees me. Do I want a massage? I say “yes”, but later. I pick up my shoes from Tony Leather, need to wait a bit while an adjustment is made. Then to Excelsior to pick up my suits. I ask the guys to fold everything to make it easier to pack. I watch and wonder if I can duplicate this art form.
Back to Tarntawan, see new manager, who is a nice guy, and he thanks me for my patience with the water problem. Speaking of water problem…I’m ready to find Nim for a massage but the skies have opened up and it’s raining in buckets. Eventually it clears. And I head to Soi 4.
Nim is available…we agree on ninety-minute massage. This time is very different, first, the restaurant is open, so I can see where the stairs are. Second, Nim makes it an intimate, romantic massage and we are intertwined for most of the hour…note, this time, the room had the mat on the floor, no massage table, no shower in room. Worked better for us. Nim is a find.
Back on the streets, I pick up some “Genuine Thai Silk” shirts “just like Jim Thompson” at 250 baht each, no wonder Jim Thompson disappeared.
Drop the shirts off and head over to Maxi’s for updates from Pau and some food. Actually, I had a mix of appetizers rather than a meal. I know I didn’t finish it and invited X and another boy form HM2 to join me and finish what was there.
Talk a bit more with Tom, he’s added music on Friday nights and has some very full houses. Business is good at Maxi’s. It will soon improve even more with the arrival of PaulSF.
One of my goals was to visit the new clubs, I still hadn’t made it to G Boys. As the Hot Male grabber in chief attempts to have me go upstairs and I tell him where I am going, he decides to take me there and introduce me (is there a commission?). Which he does, and I am greeted by two red jacketed waiters and a mamasan, and then a second mamasan. I am the only customer. Eight boys on stage in rotation and two coyotes.
Boys are all twinks. Two look to be underage, mamsan tells me they are 18. Mamsan is a techie and shows me photos of the boys on her phone and indicates by number the ones who might appeal to me. Some more customers enter, and they immediately call over the two that looked underage. I nod to one of the coyotes and to an another who has curly hair (a bit of a rarity). Coyote is from Thailand but is more into watching the other coyote than in any interaction. The other boy, a Cambodian (no surprise, this week) is all over me, hands roaming, and head on my chest.
I send the coyote back with 100 baht for his time. I off the other, name Rit Rit. He stays with me for almost three hours. Most of the time he’s just intertwined with me, holding me close. Intimacy is there, and intimate activities are ok. Very gentle boy, about 2am, I suggest that it’s time for him to go. More cuddling and he leaves around 3am. With Nim earlier and Rit Rit its being a different kind of interpersonal day from my last night in Pattaya. Pleasing in its own way.
Wednesday – last full day
Up around 9 (late for me). Breakfast, more hetero couples and a family. Tarntawan is definitely different than in the past. No one is dining with someone who might have been an overnight off. Miss the comparing.
Not much planned, need to pack, and need a few gifts for my friends in China who I will be seeing in a week. Off to MBK and a chance to get in some more walking mileage. BTS back, see Nim on my way back to hotel. We exchange Line contacts.
At the hotel, I take a long nap, as I need to leave for the airport at 4am to catch the first of my flights home.
When I wake up, it’s 6pm. I head over to Maxi’s to begin saying goodbye. I buy Pau a drink and we talk a bit between his helping other customers. Say goodbye to Pau and Tom, then a goodbye drink with X at HM2, a stop upstairs at Hot Male and goodbyes to the Viets, #31, and mamasans.
While I was at Maxi’s, I sent a Line message to Nim to see if he could join me after his shift ended. “Yes” is the reply and we meet at the hotel. He stays with me until the alarm wakes us for me to get my act together and go to the airport. Say goodbye to Nim in the room, he helps me to a taxi.
At airport in less than 30 minutes. I have Gold status with ANA, at check in, I’m told my seat has been moved to Premium Economy, so I’ll have a window seat and the rest of the row will be empty. I take advantage of my age and use the monks and air crew priority line for immigration. I'm through all the formalities in about ten minutes. Three minutes of which was for security to decide if my battery was ok to fly with. It was.
At the Star Alliance club (managed by Thai Airways) a light breakfast and some tea. Reply to a bunch of messages from Nim, Pez, Rit Rit, and Sys. All could have careers in marketing.
I started out this trip with the intent to be a butterfly. Goal achieved. Not going to try to rate the different experiences. Though, I can say there were no bad moments with the guys, I didn’t feel pressured for tips nor were any encounters rushed. The Pattaya guys and Nim linger most in my now week-old memory bank.
Hope I haven't run on too long and not bored those who have read my jottings.