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[noodles]

some useful tips though for a fellow Dutch guy like me, so thanks for that!

I don't know how far you are away from Düsseldorf, but it seems that a lot of Dutch travelers are using it now because of the high airport tax in Schipol. My ticket cost originally 499 euros, then I ended up paying 770 euros. So that was 271 euros for schipol.

i'm 30 minutes from Dusseldorf, living in Venlo. I travelled from there on my first trip a good month ago. Would never think of using Schiphol but I think they cut the taxes now?

[paultain]

Continuing Day one

So I threw on a pair of shorts and a vest, and set off in the afternoon heat, first stop was to call in on my mate Jacko’s LB girlfriend Helen, who works in a beauty saloon in Soi 17, to see how she was getting on. Now Jacko gave me directions through Skype, the day before I took off, but it was quite obvious by the directions that Jacko had never been to the place sober (LOL). I must have walked around that area for an hour, asking people where the ‘Lung Hair Saloon’ was, but nobody ever heard of it, even when I was standing outside it.

So I had a better idea, and made my way to walking street, to bump into a LB that might know Helen. Sitting in the ‘Hot Tuna’, was 3 LB’s, and they knew exactly where Helen was, so I let one of them come with me on a motorcycle taxi to show me where the saloon was. So I gave her 500 baht for her troubles, and off she went leaving me there.

I was greeted by Lung, the 33 yr old owner, and explained to me that Helen was at the dentist and would be back shortly. So I spent the next hour and a half chatting and joking with Lung. As time went by, Lung started to hit on me, saying things like, “Where are you staying? …….. Is the room nice? ………. Can I see the room? ……… I’ve got a car …. We can go anywhere you want …….. I like you a lot”. I remember thinking, “For God sake girl give me a break….. I’ve only got through the door”. But she was a fine looking woman and I would have done her in a flash, but I didn’t want girlfriend material, I was determent to have an extreme mongering trip this time.

Sat outside for a smoke, when Helen pulls up on her motorcycle with her hand over her mouth. Well I must say Jacko picked a good one there, and her photo’s don’t do her justice, and I could tell she wasn’t the usual run of the mill LB, that knocks about Pattaya.

I had to laugh, as I arrange to have a chat with her, all she could do was mumble as if she had a wad of cotton wool in her mouth, because her mouth was still numb from the dental work. Helen noticed her boss still hitting on me, and tried to set us up, but I’m going on the piss now. So after an hour, I left them with a box of chocolates to share, and headed out to get stuck into the beer.

I bar hopped from there, and then through walking street, determent to get a bit of pussy first this time, because on my last trip I got very little, and was starting to forget what a pussy looked like. But after several beers, things got the better of me, and I worked my way down to La Bamba instead. It was just after 6pm and they just opened, and the girls were busy putting their make-up on for the night. I had only been there once last trip, but sat outside with cutie, as I was smoking. Now it seems that every bar is ignoring the smoking ban, with the ashtrays on the bar. As you might guess the atmosphere was a bit boring, so I rung the bell to brighten things up a bit. Another hour passed and I asked Masha where is all the customers and she replied they all come at happy hour starting 8pm. So I said I would ring the bell again, but only if they all take a real drink, and not that miserable watered down orange juice they had the first time. Well that brightened things up a bit more.

Sure enough the lads started to pile in just after 8pm. Buy this time I was well oiled, but still could carry a conversation. Kim comes in, a lot younger than what I pictured him, but he is a young man that’s got his head screwed on the right way. Among others, Jimslim and his mate Paul from Belfast, who are BM’s on TLF, and later Rev came in which Kim introduced me too. It was the first time to meet some BM’s in the flesh, and they were all a bunch of great, great lads, and it felt like business as usual.

So after a few more drinks, I decided there was nothing for me in La Bamba, so I went out on the hunt but quite pissed. Well I didn’t go far, did I?...... Yep Stringfellows was the next port of call. Not a soul in the place, only me and around 8 – 10 LB’s, so I range the bell there. Now in the past Stringfellows had a bad rep on the forums, especially on TLF. But what ever it was, its not there now, as I had a ball in there. Yoyo sat beside me and I found her to be quite an honest character, and quite a comedian as well. Having a laugh chatting with her, she told me she was bored stiff and could she come with me, so as I was getting on real well with her I paid the bar, on condition that I wanted two of them for the night. So I told her to pick one, for a good time, and as soon as she started to select one from the 5 pole dancing, the excitement started, “Pick me! Pick me!”…. and selected one of them, and the next thing was “What about me! What about me!”….. “Ahk all right then you as well”……… I said to Yoyo, “what the fuck am I going to do with 3 of you” …….. “Ah Paul relax…… we’re all going to have a good time tonight”.

Just then Jimslim and his mate Paul walked in, and after a bit I walked out with 3 Lb posse. I’ll never forget the look on Jim’s face wile he shouted, “I take my hat off to you Paul!” The next stop was my mate John of Heavens door bar in Soi 7, and Yoyo and I jumped on a motorcycle taxi, wile the other two followed us on another bike that one of them owned. It was hard to keep the posse together in the stampede to Soi 7, as we lost the other two for a moment, but Yoyo phoned them up to give directions to the bar.

We all had a few drinks and a game of pool, and I had to laugh at Yoyo with John. She said to him, “You know John, I am the most beautiful lady in this bar” ………. “Yes yes Yoyo, that’s true…. You’re the best looking here” …….. “And you know John, none of them has got tits like these”. Pulled down her boob tube, got her tits out and rubbed them in his face, to the delight of all the rest of his customers.

Being quite pissed, for some reason I knew I could trust Yoyo, so I gave her my wallet to look after and check and pay the bills from there on in. God love her she was giving me a report like seemed to be every five minute on what was being spent, and how much was left. So after the bar was finished, my posse and I, headed to the Issan disco, grabbed a table for the 4 of us, where Yoyo ordered food and drinks, still giving me minute by minute reports.

Now you might think it strange me doing this, but it could be worse if I kept my wallet pissed and all, finding my self in a strange place, and then realizing I didn’t have enough money to pay the bill. It’s OK if I was in a mate’s bar, I could always pay the tab the next day, but not in some place who do not know me. This way Yoyo was in charge and knew the limit, and I could relax.

Eventually we all headed back to my loom, where we all had a right old ding dong of a time. The 3 girls left around noon, where Yoyo handed me back my wallet which still had over 1000 baht in it, still giving me blow by blow of what was spent. I told them to wait till I get some money for them, but they didn’t want a penny, just gave me a peck on the cheek, and thanked me for the great time. I guess they were happy enough to get out of the boring bar with very little customers, and have a good night out more than anything.

Normally I like a good blow out the first day, and usually take with me around double my daily budget. And if I can remember correctly, I started off with no more than 12,000 baht, and still had 1000 left. And among other things, I rang the bell 3 times and paid 3 bar-fines. So I didn’t do to bad, and it was a good move to trust Yoyo. I told her she over does it with the make-up, and that she always looks like a clown. But when you see her the next morning without it, she looks much better. And if any one is thinking of taking Yoyo out, you can be sure you could trust her with your life.

Of course no photo’s as I kind of had my hands full (LOL)

[petesie]

What a good old blow out you had there on the first day as well Paul, good on yer! :wink:

Looking forward to the rest of the PT experience.......

[eslmiker]

A great blow out is right. But, it's a bit sad that aren't more pics of the night's events. At Issan disco...?

[paultain]

A great blow out is right. But, it's a bit sad that aren't more pics of the night's events. At Issan disco...?

I know what you mean Mike, but sure my head wasn't on the right way that night anyway. And to be honest I didn't start to take photos until the third day. And no bedroom stuff as I don't even look at my own these days........ I seem to just take them and then forget about them. Nothing like the real thing mate. :wink:

[petesie]

We need to get an LB trained up in photography and accompanying you on your many adventures...... :wink:

[soulboy]

Hey Paul nice to finally meet up with you my man !

I remember that night in Stringfellows it was kinda hard to keep track of them all at once , great choice in Yoyo though shes great fun .
Keep the story coming


Soulboy/Jimslim

[eslmiker]

We need to get an LB trained up in photography and accompanying you on your many adventures...... :wink:

Well, he's got one trained to manage his finances. :? If he's taking 3 at a time, surely one can be trained to use his camera!

[paultain]

Hey Paul nice to finally meet up with you my man !

I remember that night in Stringfellows it was kinda hard to keep track of them all at once , great choice in Yoyo though shes great fun .
Keep the story coming


Soulboy/Jimslim

Hi ya Jim mate,
The first night it had to be done, don't you think .......... You and Paul are a couple of good old muckers ............ hopefully we can tag along with each other some time next year, and have a laugh.

:wink:

[paultain]

Day 2

Four cocks in a bed and not a drop of pussy in sight ………. Fuck this I’m off too Soi 6 for a short time, something I don’t normally do, so I took a waltz up to Soi 6, reflecting of the day before, thinking there was something I missed, other than pussy. Oh shit I was to meet up yesterday afternoon at the ‘Canterbury Tales’ as it was arranged for donators to go to the Father Ray Brennen’s orphanage, and free transport was set up and all. Ah well I can make my own way there, as I knew where it was and Brennen now dead for a couple of years was an old friend from the old days. So I made a mental note of it.

Every visit I always do something charitable, that way I don’t feel so guilty about enjoying myself. I always take the time and do it directly my self, and last year it was the flood victims in Burma. This is where I took the time, and went to the old Abbot of the temple on the Naklua road. Explained to him what I wanted to do, so I borrowed two pick-up trucks from him and a monk. Drove directly to the rice farms way outside Pattaya, and let the monk do the negotiations of a good price, (nobody is going to argue with a monk). Filled up one pick-up truck with 20 sacks of rice (enough for 20 families, to eat for a month), and then headed off to the bottled water factory, and filled up the second truck, using the monk to keep the price down.

I had only 2000 euros for that 10 day trip, and set aside 600 euros to do that, and still had a bit of change left over, so I got 5 water filter systems also. Then it was off to Utapao Airport, where there was a hanger full of volunteers packing all donations onto pallets, and then loading them onto a Thai domestic airline, who was flying the cargo in free. I knew all this before I left, and had it all planed out well.

At that time there where donation stations all over Pattaya, where you could donate simply anything that would be of use to the flood victims, be it cash, food, water, tents, flashlights, mosquito nets, etc etc. If you didn’t have the time to do it yourself. The Thai army and navy, where sending in truck loads of aid, and doctors and nurses, wile 2 American and 1 French ships, fully loaded with aid sat moored off the coast, and didn’t seem able to help. I think it was more of a political ploy than anything and here’s this Irish twat doing something they couldn’t.

When I noticed the donation stations all around Pattaya, the Thai’s were doing most of the donating, and I saw very little farangs doing it. For them it was business as usual, on the piss and whoremongering. I took me 3 days to do it, and with a high fever that I had for 5 days, but I felt like a million dollars for doing it. So if you’re going on your next trip, bare this in mind, share a little bit of wealth with people who really, really need it, and not just the whores.

Well that’s my two cents worth, now back to the mongering……….

[paultain]

Day 2 – part 2

So now I’m entering the death defying gauntlet of Soi 6 and it just around midday, and from the second road I must have past only 2 bars, when I was in the third like a light. So I sat there and ordered a beer and one of them started to play the get it hard game. She was a bit plump and older, and I tried hard to concentrate not to get aroused until I had my beer, but I lost the game. Sitting there rock hard, I began to argue with my self, and started to give her a second look, but no it was not somebody I would take up stairs. I was looking for a bit more athletically bodied, similar to the 3 bodies I had in my bed the night before, but with a pussy attached instead of a cock.

So two bars further down I saw a nice group of girls, and I went in there, and a lovely little thing greeted me as I ordered a beer. The first thing she said was, “Do you speak Thai?” ……… “What?”……… The mamasan interrupted, “She cannot sa-peak English …… she just come from village last week!” …………. “For god sake girls! …… I came in here for a decent shag, from an experienced dirty sexy lady ………. I didn’t come in to give lessons”. So the mamasan swapped her for a more suitable young wench, that would be more fitting to my warped evil mind.

Tight hard body, and around 25, with a face I would have no trouble walking around town with. “Long time or short time?”……….. “Short time”. A bit of a frown but an OK, I noticed this throughout the holiday, that the girls were pushing for long time more than short time, probably out of shear boredom, and to get out of the bar for a change. Soi 6 had very little punters all the time I was there. And even several times up stairs I was getting, “Take your time …. We have plenty of time ………. Want to go again?”

Anyway it was a great session with that one, and a couple of hours later I was walking down the Soi 6 gauntlet again. And I just couldn’t help myself but I dived into Pooks, to say hello to Kate, who I was dieing to meet in the flesh. I looked around but couldn’t see her, and this tight bodied young beautiful blonde with half her ass hanging out of a pair of denim shorts, that covered no more than what resembled the belt that was holding up my pants, and half her g-string was showing, half way up between the cheeks of her ass and around her waste, sat down and chatted me up.

Got her a couple of drinks, with all intentions of bar-fining her, then in walk Martin with a mate half pissed as usual. “All right there Martin?”……….. “Aye Paul, long time no see!” So I told him up-front what I had been writing about him, and he had a good laugh about it. Then he told me later in the week he was finishing the Pookswan, and taking over up stairs, which was going to be just a sports bar just for guys who want to get away from it all, just a normal drinking bar.

Now some of you will remember, Pook changed the up stair bar onto an all girl ago-go bar, well that didn’t work. Then a few months back, she put the LB’s up stairs with the girls on the ground floor bar, but all she did there was make it into just like every other bar in Soi 6, so that lasted about a week. Now the up stairs bar is sitting empty, and she is trying to find a way to utilize it. And of course Martin was bragging about it was his whole idea, and I added it was about time he did something, as he was useless there in Pookswan. Yes it was his whole idea ….. well that was until Pook and her husband Dave came in.

I looked around and noticed a short blonde hair LB in the back of the bar putting on her make-up, so I turned the young blonde I was with and asked, was that Kate, to which she replied yes it was, so I told her I wanted to chat with her after she had finished her make-up. Pook parked her ass on the stool between Martin and me, and seemed to be merry enough and looked like she had a few earlier on, and bought me a drink. I hadn’t seen her in two years so we caught up on old times.

I was just about to ask her what the fuck was she thinking, putting Martin in charge of the Pookswan, as she knew I was a good bar owner before and was asking my opinion about things, when suddenly she just laid into Martin, “You see this idiot here Paul ……. I have to look after him like a baby …….. he moans about working 16 hours a day……… what the fuck work? ………… sitting at the bar and getting pissed for 16 hours …….. and cannot do book keeping or anything …………… what the fuck work is that Paul …… only for his wife and I are like sisters …… I gave him a job to look after her not him …. And he cannot do that right …….. this thing we are going to try up stairs, is going to be his last chance”. Well Martin took one look at me and smiled, but daren’t open his mouth. Then waited for Pook to go and have a game of pool, and said, “Well I don’t care about that…… I have a few management offers back home”……… “Well why don’t you do that …….. get back into the system ……… fuck knows what’s going to happed to you and your missus if it all goes pear shaped here, and you have nothing to fall back on ……. That’s my advice Martin”.

Just then Kate comes over and shook my hand, “Your Kate aren’t you”….. “Who are you?” ……. “I’m Paul, a friend of Peter”………… “Aaahhhh Peter, how is he?” ……. “Oh you didn’t hear! ……… he have big accident and now he have no legs and only one arm”……….. “What? Oh my God”………….. “No, no, no Kate! …….. I only joke….. he’s fine, and coming after two months to see you”. …… “Baaa Paul …. you shock me … my heart go boom boom, when you tell me that”. Well that was a bit of an ice breaker, if ever there was one.

So now I got the young blonde on one side and Kate on the other, and we are all having drinks, and its 6pm and the dancing started. I must say that the photos of Kate that I have saw in the past, no where near does her justice, she is an absolute treasure. And if you thought Yoyo was a comedian, Kate would win the contest hands down, as she had me in fits of laughter the whole afternoon. I remember thinking; surely this is not the same Kate Pete writes about, because this one is a totally different character.

I was getting Peter this, Peter that most of the time and she really opened up to me about many things. “Why can’t you open up to Peter and tell him how you really feel …… and why you don’t joke around with him like you do with me?” ……. “I don’t know Paul ….. I can open up to you because you are like my brother……… and I can talk to you same same brother and sister ………. But with Peter it’s different”. I could tell there were a lot of feelings for Peter, and that first afternoon with her, I began to treasure this brother and sister relationship over lust.

“So are you still on the hormones Kate” ……….. “Yes yes!” ……… “Why?..... sure you got a nice pair of tits now” ………… “Yes I know, but I have to take them for body hair …… and I finish them after one and a half months” ………. “Good!....... that will be in good timing for when Peter comes”. ……. “After I want to get my ass more big” …… “For fuck sake Kate, you ass is perfect ……… leave it alone …….. anyway the girls that get that done ……… ends up looking too ugly, and doesn’t look good”………. “I don’t care I want big ass”.As she was flaunting her ass in the mirror.

So I was enjoying the company of Kate, but it was time to make a move, and was going to bar-fine the young blonde, when suddenly Kate whispered in my ear something like, “You don’t want to do that!” …… “What?” …….. “No Paul! I think she not good for you …. She always have problem with customer, and cannot stay with man long time”………. “But I’ve just got her 4-5 drinks and she thinks shes going with me” ……. “Now problem Paul…. This is Pooks bar…….. you can change if you want ….. not going to be a problem”.

So I paid heed to what Kate said, and told the young blonde I wanted to take some one else, which wasn’t a problem for her. Kate pointed out a friend of hers, which she said was very good, but she wasn’t my cup of tea. But as they were all dancing, I noticed a tall skinny white skinned, big tited, long black haired beauty, in the reflection of the mirror in the bar with out turning around. “What about her Kate?”…….. “Yes yes Paul she very good ……… and have velly big cock…. And she vely good friend”…….. “Well get her down here after she finish dancing, so I can talk with her” ……..

She came over and sat down, taking over from the young blonde, got them both another drink, and she introduced herself as ‘Nee’. So I called her ‘Sony’, as it was easier to remember, which she jokingly accepted as her new nick name. So the three of us had another few drinks, having a laugh, so I could get to know Sony a bit more. By this time it was after 8pm, and now I really have to go. So I told Kate that I promised Peter that I would take her out to dinner some night when she felt like it, and was just about to pay the bar for Sony, and my bill, when Kate’s face turned to disappointment, after spending a most enjoyable afternoon with her, “Ah Paul you go now naa?” …… “Yes! Now you have time to look for customer”………. “Paul I don’t care about customer” …….. “Well do you want to go with us then?” ……. “Yes, yes I want!”………. “Ok then I’ll pay bar for you also, and we can go for dinner”. Big smile on her face as they both ran to get dressed to go out.

[ScottishLadyboyTerrorist]

Good reading so far Paul, looking forward to the rest.