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So today we came down to Pattaya beach, the hotel is just across the road from the beach & they have a swimming pool too, I may have to get up early to use it to burn off all this food I am eating :) The beach itself is nice, they have an area set up with chairs and umbrellas so there is always a shaded section - trust me you need it in 40c+ heat ha! The water is ...
... He wedged himself in between two vehicles that were stopped at a traffic light. He was going the opposite way and had to cross one lane to get to the direction he wanted to go. As he pulled in front of the late model car, he got the front bumper of the car. It pulled right off. Half of it was dangling to the ground. He looked at the person in the car and motioned for him to back up a little so they could get unhooked. When he did, the van just drove off and ...
... at us to come in. We had been hounded all night, but I guess we finally gave in.
We stepped inside, the ladies ushering us on; Jon and I opted for an oil massage while Jenika got a Thai massage. This was my first oil massage ever and my masseuse knew what she was doing but knew, at most, six English words; communication was difficult… pretty unnecessary though. Jenika had a masseuse who spoke great English, though, and they were giggling away while Jon ...
... I thanked them for volunteering their
information. My boss, a Thai man, joked that if he visited a lady,
after a farang had been with her, that he would be no good. I am
guessing he was referring to the volume of the Thai male operating
tool in reference to the access port of the female counterpart, after
having interaction with the farang device. It was a good laugh for
sure, coming from him.
We had one more stop in ...
... out of gutters and legged it off down the pavement. As it turned out the hotel was owned in part by a Nepalese guy and a Pakistani and they did room service. I ate there a couple of times and the food was actually top notch if a little expensive. It was nice to finally have food inside me again, proper food. To avoid more infections I stuck to foil-wrapped junk food which was nutritionally disastrous but much safer from the perspective of my damaged innards. There is only ...