But hello dear fellow Travelers!
I am here in Bangkok writing from the balcony of my room at the Dynasty Grande Hotel on Soi 6 side street. Here it is 8:30 a.m. and your unstoppable District Editor is devastated and happy after a night of overindulgence. But let’s start at the beginning.
Lately I’ve had a lot of commitments and very little free time, and as if that weren’t enough, I also had a couple of small problems in the days before departure. For this reason, I find myself updating everything rather suddenly, at the beginning of the third day of this short stay in Thailand.
In fact, I had wanted to return to the Land of Smiles for at least a couple of weeks during the Christmas holidays, but since I couldn’t find a flight at a reasonable price, I decided to postpone the trip by a month. In the end, I found a Florence–Zurich–Bangkok round trip for the modest price of 630 euros, which then dropped to 530 euros thanks to using some miles from Lufthansa’s Miles & More program. Not bad, considering that at the end of December the same flights were costing more than double.
The journey was almost pleasant, mainly because I ate and slept for most of the time, and apart from a little demon-child who screamed like an ambulance siren for at least a couple of hours (then he probably got bored on his own), everything else went smoothly.
Ten hours after departing from Zurich, I land at Bangkok’s Suvarnabhumi Airport, take the little train from the satellite terminal to the main terminal, and from there head to passport control.
The immigration officer makes me laugh: she looks at me, then at the passport, then flips through the pages and notices all the Thai stamps, looks at me again, then at the passport, then back at me, and finally stamps it with an expression as fed up as the one I have when I have to wake up early to go to work^^.
Things to do as soon as you arrive at the airport are always the usual (Find the Suvarnabhumi Arrival Guide here.), I go down to the lowest floor, get to the bottom where there are also ticket dispensers for Airport Rail Link (the little train) and stop at the kiosk Dtac (Not to be confused with TDAC, which is an entirely different thing) to buy a Tourist SIM 8-day with unlimited data (499 baht), done in five minutes, and then move on toward the currency exchange. In fact, they now have some exchange booths right in front of the tourist SIM kiosks, but since they’re more crowded, I prefer to walk a few extra meters to the other SuperRich (the orange one), which is almost empty. I already have a few thousand baht, but I exchange all the euros I have in my pocket anyway—I’ll be back in Thailand as soon as I can, and I’ll need them.
Having settled the currency exchange, I go back, I buy the token for the ARL (Airport Rail Link) train to Phaya Thai (40 baht), go down to the platforms, and off we go. At Phaya Thai I need to change lines: I insert the token at the exit gate, go down the stairs toward the BTS on the lower level, buy a new ticket to Nana (35 baht), pass through the gate, go up the stairs following the sign toward “Kheka,” the train arrives, I get on, and a few stops later I get off at Nana.
Exit 4, the staircase comes down to the street between soi 8 and the cross street of soi 6, I enter the latter with my backpack-pack on my shoulder and arrive at the Dynasty Grande Hotel. (Some people prefer to get off at Makkasan and then walk to the Phetchaburi MRT station, taking the metro to Sukhumvit station, which is almost at the Asok intersection, and from there walk toward Nana. Looking at the map, this makes sense because it is the shortest route in terms of distance, but in practice you end up walking more. The total travel time is more or less the same if your hotel is between Nana and Asok.)
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I look for the entrance and can’t see it. In its place there’s a brand-new bar with pool tables, with the interior still under construction, and in fact this area corresponds to the old reception of the Dynasty Grande. Sure, things change fast here in Bangkok, but I was here just five months ago and there was no trace of this project^^.
The entrance to my hotel is a little further ahead; basically they made use of a corridor that was previously unused, and now you enter from the small side street instead of the main road. I have to say I don’t mind this new layout, but I’m waiting for them to finish the new bar out front, which, by the way, is called “Ball in Hand” and is part of the Bunny group (the same people behind the various Bunny go-go bars in Nana Plaza and other bars like the Bunny in Soi 4).
Fast check-in as always, and my room was ready at 1:00 PM even though the official time is 2:00 PM. But that’s never been a problem here—if the room is ready, they’ll let you in even before noon.
But back to the “serious stuff,” I try to sum up these three days in a few words.
As soon as I arrived, I treated myself to a short nap and then paid a visit to the 7Heaven on Soi 33, where, wanting to play it safe, I chose my friend Lin, who was excellent as usual. Big absence of Mali, who apparently has retired from the venue, and my favorite Tokyo was nowhere to be seen, although she should still be working there.
Walking down the small lane, I was pleased to notice that there are now no fewer than five massage parlors. Two of them, Princess and Queen, are practically clones. Then there’s a “normal” massage place on the corner, the good Nuru Hakumi at the end of the alley, and Boss Massage in the middle, although I didn’t see much activity there nor particularly interesting girls.
A bit of shopping around the Phrom Phong area to update my summer wardrobe, and then in the evening I decided to take it easy: some good food at Krua Khun Puk, the well-known restaurant on the corner of Soi 11/1, and a beer at the Orange Bar, which seemed quite low-key compared to usual and, moreover, has lost my personal mascot—Ink—who wasn’t exactly a great beauty but definitely added some liveliness^^.
Another obligatory stop was at Southeast Pharmacy, of course for the“Punter’s doping,” which in this case is called Apcalis(I can’t recommend things that a doctor should recommend, but as far as I’m concerned it works just fine taken every other day).
In the early afternoon I stopped by Dopu (which now more than ever is basically one and the same with the neighboring Spicy, under the same management). Here I treated myself to a one-hour full-service session with a girl who, honestly, was better than she was beautiful—a very average Thai masseuse, definitely over thirty—but she didn’t give herself a moment’s rest, so credit where it’s due.
In the afternoon I went for some pool time and relaxation, and then in the evening I headed into Nana Plaza to see how things were going. In the end I only went to Butterflies, where I didn’t really feel inspired despite a few decent-looking dolls on stage, and I took refuge at Bunny 5, where I found a cute little thing who barely speaks a word of English but is quite a looker. After two drinks she suggested exchanging contacts, so I took advantage of that and kept her in mind for next Saturday, when there will be an alcohol ban in the venues because of the elections (Thais are strange, but that’s how it works).
I stayed a bit fooling around and getting handsy with the young lady, then left Nana and went to the Orange on Soi 7/1, which, although a bit short on girls—at least numerically—has a couple of cheerful ones who create a nice atmosphere. At the moment, however, only the usual Gus (Gas, whatever) was available, a friendly Thai masseuse who isn’t on my personal “would-bang” list, unlike her two colleagues, Wawa and “icantrememberhername”, the other skinny mignon with boobs done but pretty well (And very pleasant to the touch^^), who honestly really inspires nice thoughts, but for two years now, for one reason or another, I’ve never even tried to ask her if she’d be up for a no-strings-attached fuck.
Anyway, I spend the evening in good spirits, and after eating a couple of things together with the Thai girls at the bar, around 3:00 AM I say goodbye because I want to head back to the other side of Sukhumvit. I start walking, but when I pass in front of the Magic Table there’s a Thai girl leaning out front. I look at her, she winks, I get closer, she grabs me. We drink a bit, play two games of pool—I’m not sure which of us was drunker—and since she gives off a naughty vibe, I ask her to go up to a room with me, because at Magic Table there are “VIP” rooms on the ground floor, but also rooms upstairs.
I settle the bill for the room, the lady, and the drinks—3,300 baht (or something similar starting with a 3, but when a figure feels right I don’t stand there counting every last baht^^)—and I go with “Ning” to a room with mirrors everywhere, including on the ceiling, and soft lighting. Not bad at all, very atmospheric.
Maybe it’s because I smoke a fifth of what I used to a few months ago, or maybe I was especially turned on by the girl’s hedonistic attitude—she kept happily pleasuring herself in the meantime—but it was a really great fuck, even though she’s aesthetically very average by Thai standards. She also passed the Sacred Sheep Test© with flying colors, a guarantee of quality^^.
Technically the bar closes at 6:00 AM, and right at that time we go back downstairs. I say goodbye and retreat to my room on the other side of Sukhumvit, completely satisfied.
On the third day I wake up after noon—maybe I drank a bit too much the night before, but just a little. A nice hot shower followed by a cold one gets me back in shape (it always works, at least until one day they find me having a heart attack in the bathroom, but hopefully not anytime soon^^).
I tidy myself up and head to Det5 on Soi 8 to have a “snack” of spicy chicken with rice and Thai-style vegetables, washing it all down with a San Miguel beer, just to keep the rhythm going. Then I make a stop at the usual 7 Heaven, where this time I let Tina take care of me. She has actually put on a bit of weight on her butt, but she still works like a goddess with that mouth. Another 1,300 baht very well spent.
I take a stroll along Soi 33 and then head back to base for a dip in the pool, waiting for nightfall.
The evening starts on Soi 11/1, but I bail after one beer because there’s really not much going on. So I head back to the other Orange on Soi 7/1 and find the whole crew of lovable troublemakers there (which in reality is four girls plus the older ladies, but always good fun). I hang out there messing around until 2:00 AM, and around 2:30 I go check out what’s interesting at Hillary 2 on Soi 4.
The place is lively as usual, but there are a few too many “no-longer-young” girls, and aside from exchanging a couple of words here and there, I don’t feel inspired to take things further. I leave after about an hour and, while walking a bit farther along, near the entrance of Nana Plaza, I run into an African gazelle with a pretty nice little butt. She turns out to be friendly and keeps me company for a hamburger and fries at the small stand in front of the Nana Hotel.
The rest is one hell of a good ride back in my room until dawn. Honestly, a girl who’s maybe a 6 in terms of looks, but with a 9-rated ass and an off-the-charts horny attitude. You do the math—I just know I feel tired but don’t feel like sleeping, which is why I’m here writing right now.
The fact of the matter is that it’s the morning of the 28th, I have to sleep anyway, and we’ll adjourn in a few days before the return.
Bye Bye Fellow Travelers! See you soon!
