I spent four days here in August last year -- just dipping my toes in the water to speak of it metaphorically -- stayed at the Jasmine Hotel, one of the cheap ones on one of the sois off Walking Street. Visited Lolita's twice and Hell Club once during those four days, don't remember now what other girls I saw, but didn't try to take any of them to my room. I actually rarely do that, feel uncomfortable about it, but not saying I'll never do it. Walked around and gawked a lot during those four days, found a couple of restaurants I REALLY like, visited the Sri Racha Tiger Zoo one day. Yes, I like Pattaya, that's why I'm here again.
This time, I'm here for five days, staying in the Jasmine again. It's cheap, clean, safe, comfortable, well located, has free wi-fi, which is important to me -- I don't understand why people want to spend five times as much for lodging that's only perhaps twice as good. Well, I just realized there's no phone in my room, but I probably wouldn't use it anyway.
Yesterday was my first day of five in Pattaya. Not a full day here, I woke up in the Majestic Grande, checked out and rode a bus down here from Bangkok. That bus ride itself was quite an adventure. Apparently there are some bootleg bus lines in operation here and I think I got one of them. I'll never do that again; from now on I'll ALWAYS make sure to buy a ticket at the ticket window at the bus station and ignore the people who are shouting at me as I approach the bus station, "Hey, where you go?" Experience really is the best teacher. But anyway, they got me here, it took more than three hours with a zillion stops and a roundabout route, but I got a very interesting lesson in Thai culture and a good tour of the real (not touristy) Thai countryside. And that's one of the things I go on trips like this for.
After checking into the Jasmine and resting up for a while, I decided to visit Hell Club. I didn't bother to take a shower because I knew the girls at Hell Club would get me squeaky clean at the start of the session. I got caught in a downpour on the way and ducked into a bar that's called -- no kidding! -- PUSSY Bar & Beer. I don't drink so I just sat there and drank a Coke and tried to wait out the downpour. Finally gave up and walked the last three or four blocks to Hell Club in the rain.
What can I say about Hell Club? Mr. Penevil has said it all already, I can only echo his words. I got a very pretty 21-year-old girl named Nim, I sense that she has not been working there for very long, but because she's so young and so pretty I'm going to go over there and see her once more during this trip. Nim also has a tongue ring; this is the first time in my life I've ever experienced the sensation of being orally pleasured by a girl with a tongue ring without an intervening film of rubber. Several times I've had that pleasure in Amsterdam in the Netherlands by the window girls there, but with a condom on. The window girls in Amsterdam won't even look at you without stretching a film of rubber over their eyes. Okay, that's an exaggeration, but only barely.
I let Nim choose the other girl and she chose an attractive 30-year-old named Troy. Don't know how it's spelled but that's how she pronounced it. That's a boy's first name but she is most assuredly not a boy and she actually looks quite a bit younger than 30. She's more orally skilled than Nim, too, despite the absence of a tongue ring. Those two girls produced two ejaculations in less than an hour. I'm 58 years old and cannot do that any more. Sing some hosannahs, it's a MIRACLE! 15 or 20 years ago, with two pretty girls, one of them only 21 and with a tongue ring, I would have been able to go at least three rounds and perhaps four in 90 minutes, but I can sure tell I'm not 25, or 35, or even 45 any more. As I said, what can I add to what Mr. Penevil says about Hell Club?
After the Hell Club I went to one of my favorite restaurants I remember from seven months ago. It's called Nags Head and is along the way walking from Walking Street to Hell Club. It's on the second road that runs along one block over from the beach road. I had some snow peas and pork in oyster sauce over steamed white rice, with a side order of sauteed mushrooms, and it was heavenly! I will eat at that restaurant at least a couple more times in my four remaining days here.
All in all, Tuesday was a wonderful day. I love Pattaya and I love Thailand. What an amazing place! I keep thinking of the Clint Eastwood movie The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. Here there is The Good, The Bad, The Ugly and The Beautiful, and lots of all four. This country is an amazing place. For an American like me it's almost like going to another planet, without having to actually leave this one.
Ron



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), but I can understand that. However to enforce the same in open spaces like beer bars and pools seems to me a little bit extreme.



