Ladyboys (Katoey)… another way to “Know”

Ladyboys (Katoey), another way to know

Ladyboys TRY HARDER than everyone else. Even a desperate bargirl is going to give you a breather at some point, maybe not so for a desperate ladyboy! She’s all business and 100% dedicated to getting what she wants (in your pants.)

Man, they just don’t GIVE UP. I think this stems from their bar know-how that tells them, if I try and try and try and try and try, then the guy eventually gets drunk enough and gives in.

Now there are two reasons a guy might give in. One is that the guy was curious to start. And two is that the guy wanted to go with a ladyboy anyway, but was shy to close the deal in front of thousands of other guys that will watch him walk the plank.

If a ladyboy is hitting on you pretty hard, then it’s very likely that NO girls are hitting on you at the same time. The bargirls don’t seem to compete with the ladyboys. Not sure why that is, except perhaps the bargirls get “boxing” from the ladyboys if they move into the competition.

The bargirls definitely seem to be afraid of the ladyboys, and I think with good reason.

Any thoughts on this one?

Thailand’s 3 Ladyboy Types…

Ladyboy Types in Thailand

Ladyboys are easier to take when they’re quiet.

In Patong there are quite a few ladyboys running around. I’d say – a few hundred, if not 1,000. I personally probably spoke to a hundred or so when I used to hang out with a friend that liked to indulge in them.

We’d sit at a spot in a bar on Bangla and they were dancing on a stage right there in front of us. They all knew my friend and of course thought I was into the same menu.

Ladyboys are curious folk. I saw 3 types while I was in Phuket:

1. Overly aggressive and eager to put their hands on your crotch, or show you their nipples and kiss your face. They are friendly, speak some English, and are the ones that make enough money to survive because they have just the right touch of showing affection and urging the guys to take them home.

2. Overly shy, and are afraid to talk – or smart enough to realize that they’re better off not talking – in order to score more guys that just can’t take them home once they hear either the deep voice or the fake voice- neither of which has the magic necessary to arouse even the most motivated and/or curious male.

These are making enough money just because they are playing the role that guys like in their ‘women’… demure, quiet, and playful.

3. Those that are aggressive and eager with each other and get into arguments a lot with each other… are very concerned with some kind of feeling of competition with the other ladyboys… they are jealous. Usually, I’m guessing that these LB’s are on drugs… not that the others AREN’T, but they handle their yaba better maybe?

These are like mean drunks. These are the ones that are the ugliest… sometimes the biggest and most manly… and the ones that will cruise the streets during late night – after 2 a.m. or so – to find the foreigners that are walking home – especially on beach road, but I’ve seen them other places. They just cruise around looking for foreigners to pickpocket or beat the hell out of while they pickpocket them.

A lot of guys are here in Thailand JUST to see the ladyboy phenomena. I’ve talked to guys that INSISTED to me they were straight… and then I watched at 3 a.m. as the bars closed and they’re taking an LB to their room.

I have kids in my Mathyom 3 class (15 yrs old) that want to be ladyboys and they already have a plan for their life.

They’re already taking the hormones which will give them a strange voice, THIN waste, wide hips, and might even grow them some A-cup “ninners” that could feed their own baby if nature intended their a$$ cavity to serve as a womb.

Thai parents are sometimes cool with the idea of their son becoming a ladyboy because if you haven’t noticed – not all the sons here are motivated to do much at all except open motorbike shops.

A ladyboy son could bring in a little income. A top ladyboy could bring in a NICE income, and provide some light entertainment around the home during the holidays if he/she returns home for a few days.

It’s mostly accepted here. Don’t get me wrong, there are parents that will try to beat it out of the kid, but not nearly as many as in the USA where parents might crucify the kid – just to save his misguided soul.

Well, more later on this topic – there’s loads.

PS: Don’t unsubscribe from this blog if you don’t get regular updates… I’m WRITING them, but they’re sitting on my computer until I have internet access.

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Farang and Bargirl Relationships in Thailand…

Farang and bargirl relationships in Thailand

(Last updated: 29 December 2016)

I’m thinking that these notecards are better off done in a graphics program, but my g/f likes them better handwritten like this. I’m sort of ambivalent except hand writing these goes much more quickly. MUCH by a factor of 10 much.

Farang-bargirl relationships are doomed from the start. That’s my own personal take on it. You can’t possibly think that a girl that has lied to everyone she knows for a period of months or years will EVER come around and start telling you the truth about everything she is doing, the friends she has, the guys she knows abroad that are sending her money for years after you’ve married her… the different bank accounts, the numerous cell phone SIM cards she has.

You wouldn’t date a girl like this in your own country so why in he11 would you date and MARRY one here?

I know the temptation must be overwhelming to some. Some guys have not had a girlfriend during their entire LIVES and they come here and suddenly they have 3 girls – all 10/10 fawning over them and making promises to love them long time…

A guy like that is going to be duped into believing totally unbelievable BS and worse, can be led down the path to marriage very easily.

This is really so far from reality that to those of us that can see it (and I can only see it because I fell for a girl that was “not” a bargirl, but then, ended up to BE a bargirl!!!) that it defies explanation.

The need to be loved… to conquer a beautiful 10/10 girl and have her falling at your feet is a part of life that these guys will do anything to experience.

Once they start playing that game, the girls know just how to milk every baht from them and ditch them when the baht stops flowing or slows down to a level that isn’t worth their time.

Guys that come to Thailand looking for a girl, a girl that they are going to spend their entire life with – or at least a percentage should really do the

Look for girls here:

  • Mukdahan
  • Sisaket
  • Surin
  • Yasothon
  • Ubon
  • Loei – or any other backwoods city in the

Limit spending on “your girl” for 1st year to:

60000 baht. That’s 5000/mth and more than enough for EVERY girl in Isaan to live happily on. They DO IT FOR LESS.

3 strikes you’re out:

If “your girl” doesn’t answer the phone 3 times during the course of you knowing her – drop her. No, I’m not joking. A Thai girl can answer her phone AND have a conversation at 100km/hr on a motorbike. She KNOWS when the phone goes off at all times. The phone is their life.
If she misses 3 of your calls, there are 3 very good (or bad) reasons why. Drop her and move on to the next.

Count how many times “your girl” mentions money in the course of 1 year. A bargirl, or a girl with a similar mentality that is focused on money and sees you as an ATM will mention money once per day or so. This is a MINIMUM.

My g/f from Isaan has mentioned needing money exactly twice in our 2+ year relationship. Once she was in Bangkok and didn’t have enough money for the train ticket back home (600b). The other time was when she needed some clothes for work (1500b).

Other than that I give her 4000 per month and she has been happy with that. THIS is how a good Thai girl should be… HAPPY that she doesn’t have to go to work at a chicken parts factory because you will pay her 4000 baht per month, pay for her food and her rent and phone cards.

That’s it.

If you don’t have a relationship similar to this – then you have found a parasite that is milking you for money.

Good relationships exist in Thailand, it’s just that finding one takes more than the minute it takes you to enter a bar, have your future wife sit beside you and give you a crotch grope and ask for a drink.

Invest 1 week, 2 weeks, a month in Isaan. Hang out at the malls or shopping areas. DON’T date the girls working at the shops – as they seem to be ex-pattaya and Patong girls for some reason.

Especially Robinsons. I’m not sure why.

Don’t date ANY Thai girl with a Tattoo. Good girls don’t get them here. (Update 2016- many girls are getting them. Trust me, no girl that hasn’t worked in a bar gets a huge spread eagle across the top of her ass!)

Go to the college library and sit around with your laptop in Isaan and see how many smiles you will get. Turn a smile into a “practice your English” session and you’ll be on your way.

Be careful because though you may be in Isaan, even some college girls have friends that are plying the sex-trade in tourist places in LOS. If she mentions money at all when you first meet. She is one of those girls that knows the game from that perspective. For what ever reasons… she thinks farang = ATM. Move on.

There are THOUSANDS UPON PRECIOUS THOUSANDS of drop-dead gorgeous, smart, funny, sweet and innocent girls in Isaan at the colleges.

Put a little time in there and see what you can find.

Your chances for finding a lasting relationship will improve by a factor of “9” and you’ll look less stupid in a group, bringing your covered with tattoos, smoking cigarettes, underwear and bra-showing Thai girlfriend or wife for everyone to laugh at.

Case in point. A teacher from England at my school brought his bargirl girlfriend (his word) to a school function where the kids are to put on a play.

All the teachers are there, the parents are there…. and this guy brings his black as charcoal girlfriend (number 1 bargirl identifier), covered with tattoos (#2), with her ultra tight and short skirt (#3), pierced nose (#4) and low cut shirt (#5) to the children’s function!

I was sitting at a table with the other Thai teachers in the English program. When my friend and this girl walked in – in Thai the teachers said she was ugly and a whore!


So – this is part of the reason farang get no respect here in Thailand. We don’t know how to act. A Thai man would never, EVER in his life bring a whore to a children’s function at the place they work! NEVER!

Actually, the only guys that are EVER in public with a whore is when they are pimps themselves or brothers or fathers.

Thai guys are very aware of their standing in the community. Even a large community. There is no anonymity here. Everyone knows everyone. Farangs – even more so. There are people that know my name in the town that I’ve never seen. They know more about me than I could have ever guessed.

Thai culture is built on face – and levels of face. Walking around with whores from Pattaya is a sure way to get zero respect in Thailand. You might think – oh, they love my wife… in truth – they all are calling her whore and nobody likes her or you for bringing her.

Anyway – I’m a bit out of material!

Don’t date bargirls for more than a night!

Honesty, Gwat Jap, 150 Ladyboys Passable as Ladies

The following are two true stories about ladyboys in Thailand I found.

Perfect 10 Thai ladyboy

When I write, I’m writing the truth from my perspective 100%.

I’m not distorting things at all. To me it just doesn’t feel right to change what really happened.

On the other hand, I write selectively.

There are things that happen that won’t get written about.

There are things that I’ve considered writing about and then re-considered knowing that full disclosure wasn’t called for.

I get a special thrill out of revealing some of the whacky shite that goes on in my life. But, the wackiest material I tend to keep to myself.  I should spill it all as it would make the blog worth reading, but some parts of your life you keep secret you know?  Not that I have a whole part of my life that’s secret, you know? But just small things that happen that are not WHO you are, but they reveal something about yourself…

Ok, let me give an example of a small thing that happened that is sort of embarrassing to admit, but well, it’s not a big deal.

I went to sleep at 5pm today – just to lie down really and “rest my eyes” as my mother used to say.  It always meant she was sleeping, but in America we are embarrassed to say we need a nap so we say stuff like “resting our eyes”.

When I woke up it was 10pm. Holy hell!  What happened?  I was completely out for 5 hours. I’ve had enough sleep recently, maybe just the stress of things getting to me.

I lay there considering whether it was worth it to get up and go find something to eat for my missed dinner. There are plenty of places that are open to eat at night, it’s just a chore finding which one has the foodstuff I want.  Restaurants are nearly all closed, except restaurant/bar places which I don’t go to alone much. The other places to eat are the food stores that are all over the town. Some of these places are great. Some I know and love – the somtam place is the best I’ve had anywhere in Isaan.  There are places that make noodles and chicken over rice and just about anything at that hour. Trick was, finding the one I wanted.

I’m running solo for a bit, girlfriend is traveling with family and we may not get back in sync for a few months. That means the dreaded.  The almost unthinkable. I need to read and speak Thai to get things done.

This shouldn’t be a big problem considering I’ve been here about 2.5 years. However, do you know how difficult THAI IS?  There are 5 tones – that are virtually impossible to remember consistently. If one is not speaking everyday then one could forget speaking properly. It’s quite difficult and I’ve relied on my girlfriend to do ALL the things that require Thai language or speaking.  I’ve picked up quite a bit just listening, but nothing beats practice.

I drove around for 20 minutes and looked at all the usual places I eat som tam and bbq chicken but tonight I was in the mood for something warm and filling. No, it wasn’t cold outside and I don’t know WHY I crave hot noodle soup like I do, but I do.

That meant Gwit Diao or Gwat Jap.  I had almost given up when I remembered a place that a Thai friend had taken me to one night late. I thought it was gwit diao but the lady said gwat jap. Both are noodle soups and I don’t know the real difference between them except the gwat jap is darker. The noodles are a bit thicker and a bit overcooked usually. That’s the difference to me. They’re both Chinese based I think.

Anyway, so I spent 30 minutes talking in Thai to the owner of this food stand. She was insistent and kept talking and talking and repeating and re-phrasing… it was great practice, though at times frustrating. When trying to say simple things without any context, like when I think she didn’t understand and I repeat one word over and over – she didn’t get it. Thais’ use the context to understand us so when there isn’t any it’s quite hard for them to ‘get it’.

Me needing to speak Thai for half an hour isn’t the part I wanted to talk about.

When I went to fill up the gas tank on the motorbike I stopped at the ONLY open gas station in town at 10:40pm (it’s good to know where the ONE is in your town too if you’re out late because you’ll run out of gas before finding it on your own when you need it). As I stepped off the motorbike I saw this supercute girl – maybe 18 sitting with her obviously ladyboy friend and some of the other guys working the pumps. In Thailand they pump it FOR you. It’s cool! I haven’t had that since early 1980’s maybe back in the USA.

So – the girl filling my tank (yes, girls do it too) pointed at her friend – the cute one – and said, “Suay, mai?” (Pretty, no?) I said, Suay, Maa. (Very pretty).

The girl I thought was cute was looking at me and flirting with me and I thought – wow man, she is TOO good looking. Then it hit me after I looked away from her. She’s a ladyboy. My god, this one was almost a perfect girl! I was fooled for the first minute or so, but then I added it up.

Girl sitting around gas station + with her obviously ladyboy friend + that looked TOO good + that had perfect skin, a cute outfit, and some makeup + is flirtatious without even having said hi = is always a ladyboy.

Ladyboys hang with other lady boys.

When I see a drop dead gorgeous girl here my ladyboy meter usually kicks on automatically. Being a perfect girl is hard to do, I consider one out of 1000 to be perfect. Ladyboys for some reason have the uncanny ability to be in that elite group just as often as real women. Go figure. It doesn’t add up for me – I don’t have a notecard that explains it – but it seems to be true for some odd reason.

Don’t get me wrong – I’m speaking of “perfect” only in the sense that all OUTWARD appearances BEFORE she starts speaking.  Once they start speaking I can pick 99/100 as ladyboys. Still – that one percent is tricky – especially if you’re drunk.

If I’m ripped off my azz I still can pick 95/100. But then there’s 4% sneaking into the equation then, aren’t there?  5% with the possibility of fooling me.

I’ve probably told this story before, but here it goes again in shortened form.

I was in Patong staying with that friend I told you about. This guy gave me some sound advice that I thought was hilarious when he said it. I thought, yah, thanks for the tip smart guy, but uh, I won’t be having any trouble in THIS department.

The advice he gave me was…

If you find a girl you like and you are taking her home with you – if it’s gotten to that point, you need to ask her if she’s a ladyboy.

If you are unsure, ask again and again. Get it out in the open before you get into the room.

I had almost forgotten that advice which was given just 2 days prior to the night I found this beautiful little spinner girl that was flirting with me at a bar in Patong. I was mildly inebriated (shitefaced) having had maybe 8 drinks in 4 hours. I had only talked to her about 15 minutes before we were on my motorbike and headed towards a night of bliss.

As we were riding she was sitting behind me on the bike. She grabbed my left hand and put it on her crotch. That was an odd thing that I hadn’t seen a Thai girl do yet. Thai girls, even bargirls are naturally a little reserved about any public display of affection. Even at 2am+ and with the streets deserted.  This girl wasn’t a bargirl and wasn’t an old timer so I thought – something’s up.

Yeah, more than I knew.

I asked her then as we were riding – are you a girl?

She said, YES!  I am Lady!

I asked again… are you a ladyboy?

NO!  WHY do you ask me that?

I started to get scared as these were the usual responses from ladyboys.  If they ask WHY do you ask that – it’s a frequent response.

We got to the house where I was renting a room. We got off the motorbike. I was ready to go, thinking I was just being paranoid. I was looking at her just 2 feet from my face in the strong streetlight by the house and I could plainly see she was absolutely a cute, no gorgeous young girl – about 20 years old.  I told her let’s go…

She just stood there.

I said, come on…

She said, “If I told you now that I’m not a lady would you just let me walk away – and no problems?”

I said, yeah, of course.

She turned around and started walking down the hill.

I was dumbfounded.  I watched her go and kept saying, ARE YOU SURE? ARE YOU SURE?

I wasn’t sure, but he was.

So – that was part of the 5% that can sneak into the equation. It’s a dangerous 5 % that can speak with an acceptable woman’s voice AND fool your eyes from just 2 feet away.

Since then I’ve learned a lot more about the mannerisms of ladyboys (katoeys) and I think that even if I’m drunk stupid I could flush out 96/100.  Not bad odds, but think of the consequences if you’re wrong!

It has been estimated by others with much more applied experience than me that there are around 10,000 girls in Patong Beach that are available in bars, massage places, etc.  How many ladyboys are there?  1000?  I’ll guess that there are 1000 just for the sake of a round number that I don’t think is too far off the mark during high-season.  1000 with a probability of 5% error means that there are 50 perfect ladyboys running around Patong Beach that might be giving you oral magic before you have the slightest idea what is happening or HAS ALREADY happened.

In Pattaya that number would be 3 times higher – if the ratio of ladyboys in Pattaya to Patong is the same as the girl ratio.  150 ladyboys that you COULD NOT TELL.

Scary numbers if you’re ladyboy allergic, eh?

Trafficking Thai Women to Hungary?

I got this message the other day. I’m not saying they are trying to pull some Thai girls into a bad industry… but, is this how you find Thai girls for your legitimate business – emailing people like me with sites about Thailand? WTF?

I’m sure there’s MANY Thai girls just dying to go live in Hungary…  any takers? Anybody want to send your Thai wife over to these people?



We have several massage salons in Hungary (Europe), and we are interested in to have oroginal Thai masseuses. I would need Your help, if You can. We are looking for any contact, to bring girls to Hungary. We can offer them flat, good salery, food etc.

Please let me know if You know any contact, to meet peolple to find original Thai girls, to help them.

I am waiting Your kindly answer.

Best Regards:
Valeria Tari

I Learned Something About My Burmese Friend Yesterday…

I have a friend from Northern Burma, his mother was from Nepal, his dad, in the military in Burma before he died of drinking too much.

I’ll call him Mick, he seems like a Mick to me as much as he seems like his other name. Mick is 28 and has lived in Thailand for the past 8 years doing various construction jobs when and were he could. He stayed in Bangkok for a while and then moved south for the past couple of years where I’ve been lucky to know him.

He doesn’t work in construction anymore with the other Burmese in the area, he found himself a new job that pays pretty well (9-15,000 THB per month) depending whether it’s Thailand’s tourist ‘high-season’ or not. Mick is a funny guy, he listens well, and more importantly – the guy has hundreds of stories that are just fascinating to me, about his life in Burma before coming to Thailand.

Yesterday we ate apples as he told me about what was going on in the workplace where he works with four Thai guys, three of which he has known for more than 3 years…

One of the guys was new to Mick – but not new to the job. He’d been there years before, and had long since quit and done other jobs. Some weeks ago he returned and wanted to get right back into the job like he was before.

Problem was, Mick was now doing part of this guy’s old job. Let’s call the new Thai guy, Dick, because, as you’ll see in a minute – Dick was a serious dick, and he and Mick were at odds constantly.

Dick wanted Mick out of the business. He wanted his old job back just the way he had it before, and he wanted Mick the hell out. It started with some short disagreements and arguments between the two. Dick would tell Mick things the way Dick wanted them done – which went against how Mick was taught by the owner – uhh, lets call the owner “Mack” as in “Mack Daddy”.

Eventually it became too much and Mick started to directly disagree with Dick and to do it his own way. They had many talks with Mack about it – and Mack didn’t care one way or the other. He told them to just resolve their differences and quit bothering him. Mack loved Dick because Dick could do some crucial parts of the job – and was happy to have him back. Mack loved Mick because Mick worked his ass off and was VERY friendly to customers and other co-workers alike. Mack wanted them both to stay and get over it.

Dick wasn’t OK with that and ramped it up by saying, throughout the day, something like…

“Oh, your wife, she’s not pretty, but I’d give her about 200 baht to fuck her… She’d probably give me change though.”

Mick boiled inside, he told me. But, Mick wanted, more than anything – to continue to work at that job because otherwise he’d be making 3,000 baht per month as a construction worker like the rest of his Burmese friends. Mick realized at the first signs of a problem with Dick that he’d have to keep hold of his emotions for as long as necessary.

After the offer of cash for his wife, Mick told Dick that it wasn’t nice to say such things and that he would never say anything bad about Dick’s wife or family. Mick asked Dick to leave his family out of their discussions.

Now, at this point – I don’t know about you… but, for myself I’d give a warning and make it real clear to Dick that the next time the words “your wife” came out of Dick’s mouth my fingers were going to be wrist deep in his eye sockets.

Dick listened to what Mick told him, then quickly said,

“I’ll give her 250 baht, that’s IT, and she better give it to me 3 times for that much money!”

Mick was able to keep his cool over it – repeatedly. It has happened daily for weeks, and is still going on. Mick told me that he went from fuming, to being able to rationalize that he was winning the game – the more that Dick was a dick to him.

Dick then started, during arguments with Mick to fake like he was going to punch Mick in the face, holding back just inches from connecting. He was trying desperately to get Mick to fight him. This is almost comical, considering Mick fought often back in Burma with police and military from the time he was 15 years old and working in the ruby and gold mines. Someone cheated Mick out of some money in Burma that was worth about 800 Thai baht… for months Mick could do nothing because the guy disappeared. Then Mick saw him at the table after he played soccer with his friends – they were eating and laughing…

Mick walked over calmly, and then grabbed the guy by the throat, pulled him up out of his chair and punched him in the face with his right hand as hard as he could swing for a half-dozen times or so, before anybody at the table even knew what was happening.

Mick fought the other 3 guys as well – and everybody was hurting by the end of it – including Mick of course.

I have no doubt, that Mick could either destroy dick, or just hurt him really bad.

It’s escalating all the time… just yesterday Mick told me that Dick grabbed him by the throat and threatened to punch him – Mick also grabbed the smaller Dick by the throat and squeezed it like he’d pop his head off. The boss saw it – and broke it up. See, Mick isn’t going to get hurt physically over it. If Dick hits him – I think it’s “game-on”.

But, it’s amazing to me that even up until now – Mick has never given in and let his anger get the best of him. He needs the money to support his wife and kids, and mother in Burma. He’ll do almost anything to keep that up – even take abuse from a big dick like Dick.

How many of us could do that?

Count me out.

Words Thais Cannot Say in English

Here are some words that I’ve tried to teach Thais to say – and for the most part, they cannot say them correctly.

My friend Steve said his wife cannot say “squirrel”.

The or anything with ‘th’.

She – or anything with ‘sh’.

Six, sixth, or any ordinal number.

Skin – my wife says Skeeen.

You got any?

Thai Lack of Responsibility

I could write a whole chapter for a book on this topic with the experiences I’ve had over the years with Thais. If you have stayed in Thailand or visited for any length of time, you have probably seen it too.

The most recent event, and the one that prompted this post came yesterday…

I had dropped off a new snake the week before – a deadly, and rare snake for this area, with some Thai friends that also keep venomous snakes. I didn’t have a good place to keep this new snake, and I trusted that these guys would take care of it for a few days until I was able to take it myself for a week and get some video of feedings.

So, I put it in a cage with about 3 other innocuous snakes – none big enough to bother my snake, and none small enough to be eaten by my snake. It’s a big cage and more than adequate for the small number of snakes that were in the cage.

I returned a few days later to find a king cobra in the same cage as my snake. King cobras eat other snakes. I explained to my friend – this wasn’t a good arrangement. He insisted it was fine. There were other snakes in the cage that the cobra would eat first before risking anything with my snake – also deadly to the cobra if bitten, but with a slight chance it could actually inflict damage to the king cobra.

I didn’t like the arrangement – but, my snake was under a rock, hiding and my friend insisted it was safe. I told my friend I’d come back the next day and pickup my snake. He assured me that the king cobra would not eat my snake. I wanted to believe him – thinking – he must know what the hell he’s talking about.

I returned 2 days later – having been unable to return the following day.

My snake was gone.

There were no openings in the cage – the snake could not have got out.

All the other snakes were still in the cage – including the king cobra.

Result – king cobra ate my snake.

So, I was bummed yesterday, and even more so because my friend showed no sense of responsibility at all. No remorse. And, least of all – no “Sorry about that…”

Thais so rarely say “I’m sorry.”

My wife doesn’t do it. My Thai friends – after having just destroyed my ping pong paddle, or 800 baht badminton racquet, or camera, or anything else… never even offer… “Sorry about that…”

That kind of sucks. I don’t expect it to change… it just sucks from my perspective because I go way out of my way to make it “right” if I break or lose someone’s things. There is a feeling of responsibility among farangs to do so – don’t you think so?

Thais just don’t have it. They don’t feel it I guess. Their culture taught them that “shit happens”. Karma, fate, whatever – it happens. Wasn’t my friend’s fault the king cobra ate my snake. There were 9 other cages my snake could have gone into – or that the king cobra could have been placed into and it would have been safe… but, no.

Thais have this tendency to do whatever the hell they want, and whatever results, results, they don’t get upset about it or feel any responsibility for what results – it’s as if they have no “me” sometimes. While this is the Buddhist ideal, hardly anyone in the country even meditates… none of my friends do. My wife doesn’t. It isn’t a lack of me – induced by Buddhist practice…

What is it then?

No idea… I just live with it. Yesterday was pretty much the last time I’ll ever trust a Thai with anything of value – even people I know very well. My friends knew how important that snake was… they had never even SEEN one themselves… and to be reckless with it – just doesn’t add up in my head.

Another thing that is hard to understand…

Over the years – I’ve been the reason for tens of thousands of baht going into their pockets… I never ask them for any favors at all… and this one time, I say – can you take care of my snake for a few days for me – until I get a good cage?

Sure, sure… yes, we can…

And they fook me over…

Such is life in Thailand.

Anybody else see it that way?

My New Girlfriend from Malaysia

Thailand is one of the coolest places a man could live. That much is sure. Though I’ve not sampled too many other countries in the world, probably not even a dozen, but I have to believe Thailand is the RIGHT place for a guy to have some fun.

A while back I had two friends. One was having Thai girl trouble. It was his ex-girlfriend and she kept coming around the bar he owned and trying to get him to go with her. His wife didn’t approve. My other friend talked to all of them together and somehow convinced them all to live together so “Jeff” could have his cake, and eat it too. They tried it and it worked for more than a year.

I want the same deal. In Thailand many see this as NORMAL. I hope eventually we get to that point in our house… my Thai wife is not happy about it.

I found this gorgeous little Malay girl from the south and I saw her a couple times before I decided – forget this – I’m going to take her out of the shadows and make this legit. She’s coming home with me.

My wife was terrified of course.  It’s going to screw up our family… what we have… Is it right to bring a new girl in the house with a 3 month old? I wasn’t sure about right and wrong at this point – I just know what I want.

I picked her up yesterday and it has not been quiet around the house, but eventually I think my wife will come around and accept my new girl.

Anyway, I shot a short video about it – as my friend said in the Philippines, Vern will be getting some new tail!