December 11, 2007

The BIG BANG!





Song of the Day : Mattafix "Living"

Our program has now ended for the holidays. We were going to renew another 2 months after the holidays, but with all the stuff that was going on, we decided to end it on a good note. We are still in search of a private investigator but that's another story! We definetly ended our volunteer experience with a BIG BANG. When I mean BIG, I mean BIG. The "BIG J" aka Justin took Ben, Reena and I to a GO GO SHOW. We heard stories about those kind of places, but to actually witness what goes on in there is really quite frightening. The reason why he took us there, was because there is a girl named Iio (Eye-yo) that we are trying to help. She is 2 months pregnant and HATES working at the GO GO Show but has no other choice due to financial difficulty. We always question why go through that when there are jobs at stores or restaurants, but they don't pay enough. The pay is ok if you are supporting yourself and no one else, but if you have a baby or babies and your whole family up North to support the pay is nothing.

The Big J gave me a warning before entering and I was scared to go in, but I thought I'm in Thailand and I will never see or experience anything like it, so I decided to move along without fear and just go in. From the moment we walked in my jaw dropped. It was like a live porn. It was so disgusting and really degrading. The men in there were so disgusting. They were like kids in a candy store. Doing everything and anything you can imagine (except actual intercourse) to the girls in plain view of EVERYONE! Eagerly awaiting their turn with the girls. It was the nastiest thing I have ever seen. I am so naive to think I had already seen the worst Pattaya has to offer, but this was by far THE worst! There was the shower station, with bar stools surrounding the jacuzzi-like tub where men can sit and watch 2 girls showering and soaping eachother up. Then there were couches and bar stools surrounding a big table with two girls fondling, humping and spanking eachother with big foam sticks. The men around the table were loving it, and even participated in the fondling, touching and even licking.

I seriously wanted to punch those jerks out. Reena and I had really violent thoughts swirling in our heads and needed to turn to our favorite alcaholic drink SPY CLASSIC to numb the pain as we knew we couldn't do anything to stop what was going on. Justin said he spoke to a few of the girls there and they expressed how much they hate what they are doing, and hate Western men for keeping the industry alive. We learned that the way they are at work is not how they are outside of work. It's hard to look at them and think of them doing "normal" things. After "settling" in, I decided to grab Iio aside to sit with Reena and I to talk. Justin looked really impressed and asked who our friend was. I got confused and said we are talking to Iio, and he laughed and said that the girl I grabbed is not Iio. Big mistake on my part because the girl I grabbed thought Reena and I were interested in taking her home. Her name is Laht and she is 30 years old, but looked like she was 22 years old. She spoke pretty good English so it was easy to converse with her. She initially sat next to me because I grabbed her and I felt shy and awkward because she kept stroking my back and my legs up and down. Reena had a good time seeing me in pain. Luckily the girls had to rotate stations every 15 minutes. So Laht had to run off to the shower station. As she was being scrubbed by another girl from behind she would wave and blow kisses at Reena and I. We would wave back at her, then look to eachother at how wierd the night is turning out to be. I think I had the last laugh because as soon as the 15 minute rotation sound rang, Laht ran over to us all wet from her shower and I quickly switched seats with Reena. She ended up next to Laht and it was her turn to get stroked up and down. The night turned out to be a game of musical chairs as Reena and I were fighting every 15 minutes for the "safe" chair.

After that go go show, we needed to go to our happy place. So we hit Walking Street so that I can hit our favorite Ice Cream shop for 3 scoops of heavenly gelatto on a homemade waffle cone. Reena's happy place was the street meat man, for some fantastic MOO KOW (COW)! It's funny because MOO = PORK and KOW (COW) = RICE, so we always have a good laugh when we order Pork and Rice. Wanna would always say we must love it so much because our eyes twinkle when we order it.

We will soon be evicted from our hotel room real soon. Our last day was December 9 but we were able to extend it until December 23. How lovely! We will be homeless on the Eve of Christmas Eve! We searched high and low for hotels but they are either really ghetto or too expensive. We actually find the most amazing place near the nicest beach area in Pattaya. It is away from the sex and corruption and it is close to the Princess's house so the area is completely safe with all the security guards and police in the area, but the place is just too damn far! It is high season so finding a place is really difficult. It is making me wonder wether or not I should just come home already. I've been battling the idea for awhile now. It's hard to believe that I am in beach city and I am bored. There is only so much heat and sun one can take. You must be thinking I am insane for saying that since the 514 is buried in snow! Hahahahaha! (Sorry!). Doing absolutely nothing for the past few days and waking up at 2 or 3pm everyday has been tough since I am usually such a busy body.

Last Wednsday it was the King's birthday. Reena and I woke up really late (as usual) to the sounds of whistles, marching bands and chanting. We got ready real fast excited for a fun filled day. We were advised that we had to wear Yellow (King's color) because it was his birthday. We didn't have anything yellow that was clean so we ended up wearing purple. We were planning to buy the King's shirt at the mall. We ate LUNDIN at our favorite cafe. A fusion of Thai and Western food. They have the best cheese burgers! We decided to splurge on a $3 meal as it was the King's Birthday. We then walked towards Walking Street and the Pier hoping to see action. You would think that there would be a crazy party for His Majesty, but the streets were empty and pretty quiet. The only people you see on the streets were some street vendors, and tourists. Apparently, whenever it is the King's birthday loud music or drinking alcahol is not allowed. People drink alcahol but not outside. That night we decided to continue with our own festivities and tapped a Mexican restaurant on Beach Road. Walking there was really eerie. Usually the streets are crowded, different music blarring from the bars, and the bright lights flashing but this time it was if there was a power outage. No bright lights or music. There were a few bars open but there were only about 6-8 people in there staff included. We thought the portions would be small like in Japan, so we ordered a lot of dishes. The waitresses were shocked at our order and perhaps thought we were cows. It makes us laugh when we go to "expensive" restaurants alone. When we enter a restaurant they usually wait a few minutes for "our men" to follow suit. We look Thai so people look at us wondering how we are able to afford a "pricy" meal. We enjoy battling the stereotype of how Thai women need Western men to support them. When we got our daquiris and our meals they were so HUGE. We had an amazing dinner and the alcahol got us tipsy real fast. They didn't mess around in that department. We walked home feeling really happy. Unfortunately, we heard bad news shortly after. Reena's grandmother had passed away that night.

So Reena left for the Philippines yesterday for a week and I am alone in Pattaya yet again. Before it was fine because I had work and Luke was here, but now I have nothing. I have the friendly locals that I say hi and shoot the breeze with, but they work such long hours that chilling is not an option. I think I will hit the beach tomorrow and just think things through.











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