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He is currently in Laos and should have a Laos bank account (or is this too much of an assumption) so shouldn't be impossible if the need arises. Thank you for the input, but I've decided to give him some space for now. And thank you for sharing your recent adventures involving a certain Mr. Cam. Reading about them made the loneliness after returning from bkk a bit more bearable. A good heart and a thin wallet a good combination does not make. Several more years of this and I'll be out on the streets 😇😂

Unfortunately, as I have no such acquaintances in bkk and the boy is in Laos, this is not an option. On a personal note, may I take this opportunity to thank you for your contributions to this forum? Your posts were the ones that first convinced me to visit bkk and the suggestion that the Thai Tourism Authority erect a statue in your honor isn't that far off, I think. Thank you for your reply, I'll follow your suggestion and hold off from mentioning sending money unless he brings it up first. He lives in Savannakhet and from what little I've been able to glean I don't think the family is in immediate danger of being destitute (sent a picture of the funeral that made me want to grab a ticket to Vientiane and give him a good hug). It's just a bit frustrating because there's nothing more I can do. Ideally, I'd hand it over in person, but I don't know when I'll be able to see him again, if ever. I hope that your regular is doing okay now? If I may ask, do you know how long it took for him to come to terms with the loss (if indeed he has managed to)?

I would like some advice about whether sending some condolence money (?) to a boy after the passing of his father would be appropriate, welcomed, or if the whole idea is absurd. I did offer (as we send some money in our country even if we cannot attend the funeral and I am of the understanding there is a similar culture in laos), but his reply was vague and left me directionless. For context: we are not of long acquaintance, but at the beginning of a 2-month-long trip that started approximately 2 and a half months ago, we met (or rather we saw each other) at one of the bars, and over the course of my travels I managed to off him 3 times. My only regret was not meeting him more in lieu of other boys; indeed, I was considering flying to bkk next weekend to see him again as I knew that he would return home soon after songkran. Reaching out via Line to check his schedule was when I learned of the passing of his father. He was not the one who proffered this information, but his profile pic was one that suggested of such an event, and I was the one who initiated the exchange. Upon which I learned he had returned only a couple of days I had left bkk, over two weeks ago, and the funeral had already concluded. I have yet to have any friends whose parents have passed (apart from one instance in middle school), and this is wholly uncharted territory for me, made complicated more so by the nature of our relationship. I am fully aware he is a prostitute, it is not a good idea to offer or send money, and that our relationship is likely to never develop past the client-service provider stage. However, I think most would agree that the passing of a father is not a typical event, and despite the aforementioned reasons I cannot help but wanting to help him out during what must be a difficult time to say the least (he is the only son, I think). As insignificant as the gesture must be I cannot think of any other way that would aid him in his grief. I did ask him if he needed anything, and later directly asked him if he needed money for the funeral arrangements or condolence money. His reply was that he is grieving the loss currently and doesn't know what else to tell me. Any further probes from me must feel like a violation during what must be an agonizing time I cannot begin to comprehend, and I am hesitant to reach out again. Any advice on how to proceed, or even just how to provide comfort, meager it may be, to someone who has lost a loved one would be greatly appreciated. Or alternatively, please feel free to tell me how stupid I am to be considering sending money to a bar boy I've stayed together for a total of 3 grand times. Khop khun mak krap

Visited Big Boy bar on the 21st and thought would offer my observations. Am now killing time before my flight out so turned out longer than I intended, readers interested in dry facts please only refer to the next paragraph, khop khun krap. Tl;dr drinks at 400 baht, only Asian customers during my visit, while some boys were offered drinks didn't see any offs, shows similar to other bars performed at 10:30, around 12, and 1. The bar itself is indeed difficult to find and I would not have known of it without the help of this forum. Even with basic instructions (near derby king) I had to walk past it a couple of times before finding the entrance. Its entrance is next to a massage shop and while some Asian customers were deciding whether to get a massage (from the sheepish expression on one patron, maybe more than just massages?), I walked up to the barker for the bar and indicated I wanted in (I'd already walked past a couple times and he hadn't tried to get my attention - do I not look like I would enjoy watching naked boys on stage?) There was no price indicated on the menu, so I asked him the price (tao rai krap) to which he replied 400 baht (my efforts in learning my neung song sam sis wasted once again). Up the flight of stairs to discover the establishment to be around at half occupancy. They seemed to be mostly local (of both genders) with some Chinese? mixed in, if I had to guess. Indeed, during my stay, I think I only saw Asian customers. Ordered water (nam kaew, but I think I messed up the accent because the mamasan seemed amused), upon which I discovered this bar only had bottled water. I arrived close to 11, and the show soon ended with the mamasan promising the next one would begin in 40 minutes. Most of the customers left at this time, and only a couple of Japanese (of the fairer sex) arrived later so the bar was left sadly empty but I was offered a seat close to the stage, so silver linings? During the interval the boys came up on stage (2 groups that rotated every so often), more than 10 and similar to the number of boys at Hotmale, to my estimation. Some of them, like the bar name suggested, were big but had seen some years, but there were younger ones too. I had already offed a boy from another bar and was waiting for him to arrive so didn't call anyone over, but there were a couple I wouldn't have minded getting to know better. Soon after my boy arrived to discover that he and the mamasan knew each other (he used to be a manager at the building he stayed in?). As for the show, I thought it was similar to the shows at the other bars with a mixture of boys and lip syncing, but my boy was less than impressed by the show (mai sanuk) and he would be the expert on such matters. The show didn't feel too long, with the next one promised at 1am. We left (drinks were indeed si roi baht), grabbed some food at foodland and retired to the hotel. When we were leaving, one of the boys grabbed me and told me that he had seen me the other day going into another bar?, which told me that it was indeed time to head back home.