Lost Horizons

Holiday - day 2

hmm - it seems that I can upload to blogger, but can't see the blog.

Having got up on Sunday morning, we went out in search of some breakfast. We went out to a small café down the road, where I had some chicken rice soup, and Peanut had some spicy prawn stuff. – Pretty mediocre, but it served its purpose.
We got a baht bus down to Beach Road, where we strolled along aimlessly. It was hot, hot and sunny. In fact it was very hot. I was keen to have a foot massage, and we strolled up Soi Post Office till we found a massage place. Just down the road a bit, some monks were blessing some new business, and having watched that for a short time we went in for a good old bit of a rub-a-dub. Peanut elected for the Thai massage, upstairs; whereas, I stayed downstairs and had my feet attended to. I had a good laugh with the girls, who were flirting outrageously, and if Peanut hadn’t been there, I am sure it would have led to other things.
After that we carried on strolling around, avoiding the tailors and other hawkers. It is quite good to tell them that you come from Hong Kong – so their goods and services are right on my back door step, so to speak. We ended up in a shopping mall named after Mike. Well, Peanut wanted to go there, and I have to let her have some fun, but drew the line at actually buying anything. A mere two hours after having breakfast, Peanut showed the Thai female tendency of wanting to eat again, so we found a restaurant, where we had some chicken salad, spring rolls and seafood with noodles; washed down with a couple of Heineken. After that, the beer drinking head woke up, so, we headed to a Scandinavian bar on Beach Road, where I supped a few more bottles – Peanut decided to switch to vodka and oranges. We had a good natter about various things, including the new business venture she has started.
This venture is about providing food to an industrial estate in Phanat Wikhom, just outside of Chonburi. The business seems to be going quite well, not providing a lot of money, but certainly an income. The great thing about this is that Peanut has not thought about things like portion control or anything like that but it just comes sort of naturally. She buys her ingredients for about 70 baht per kilo and it sells at 200 baht per kilo. Long hours, early nights, etc., seem to be doing Peanut a great deal of good, she is looking wonderful. Of course, this means that she doesn’t want to come to Hong Kong at the moment, as she wants to concentrate on building up her business. I am cool with that, and happy that things are going well for her.
After the third round of drinks, Peanut decides to go off and have some papaya salad; fortunately this was nice and spicy, so that was a good opportunity to go back to the hotel for a siesta.



In the evening, and by half past eight, Peanut is eating again. This time we went to an open-air restaurant run by the Marine Group, not far from Walking Street. The barbequed prawns attracted us, so, we shared a plate of those, and some pork with vegetables and a plate of chicken with basil and garlic. Very tasty and a reasonable price. After the meal we cut through to Walking Street and walked to the end we hadn’t covered the night before, looking for some entertainment.
Our first port of call was Tony’s Entertainment Centre, which is totally white: floors walls, chairs, tables, everything apart from a few pieces of metal or chrome colour. There was a DJ playing techno, and Peanut, who wanted to go in there, turned around and left straight away; additionally, the way they were checking the girls handbags and purses on the way in, indicated, to me, that something fishy might or had happened there before.
Next stop was Coyote’s go-go. Someone here has had the bright idea of installing a revolving dance floor; what a flash of inspiration, should have won the Nobel Prize for innovation, or something. There was one girl there, Mimi who, while wearing nothing but a couple of bits of jewellery, was doing her best to liven up the dance show by spanking the dancers and groping their tits. In gratitude for her efforts we called her over to our table, and bought her a lady drink. She then had a good natter with Peanut, and advised us that the floor show would start shortly. I am sorry to say that the show was a real disappointment. It was an early show, but really there was no imagination or effort put into it. Soon after it finished, we paid our bill and left.
Peanut suggests that we try Peppermints, next. A short walk from Coyote’s and up the escalator, and we found ourselves in a very popular place, judging by the number of customers. This place has a lot going on; from the topless barstaff, a cage a four naked dancers at the far end, and the rest of the dancing girls wearing white tops and knickers, a very short, light green skirt, green knee length socks and boots. There was so much going on that it was hard to concentrate on any particular area of the bar. After a couple of drinks we moved on, and Peanut decided that we should go back to Angelwitch. We got there a little while before the floor show, and Peanut wanted some ping-pong balls, so I bought her five for a hundred baht. She had great fun throwing these to the girls. The floor show had some of the same acts as Saturday nights, with some new ones as well: girls covering themselves in green and orange luminous paint and dancing under ultra-violet lights, a song from Chicago, where the prisoners wore nothing, but black and white stockings, and Mother was done out in leather gear, and many more. We had a great time here, but Peanut was getting tired so about one o’clock we decided to leave, and of course she had to have some more food, before we went back, so I bought her a bowl of chicken and noodle soup, before we caught the baht bus back to the hotel.

posted by Luke @ 4:39 PM