Category Archives: farangs

MELLOW YELLOW

Throughout the 00s I lived on Moo 9 on Soi BongKot in Pattaya. My house backed onto what I called nature reserve. The Thais said it was a ‘chaai laehn’ or swamp. Their definition was justified by the hordes of mosquitoes haunting the dusk, but the various birds thrived on the nightly swarms. Few farangs […]

LOVELY SLEEP by Peter Nolan Smith

The Thai people pride themselves in the purity of their language. Few English words have infiltrated the common lexicon. Dtam-ruaat is the word for police. The diphonic annunciation can confuse most farangs. I thought for years that Dtam-ruaat meant ‘make blood’, however make blood is spelled Dtam-leuuat with a falling accent on the last syllable. […]

BLISSFUL IGNORANCE by Peter Nolan Smith

Throughout history the husband has been the last to know and this truth holds true to course in Pattaya, the Last Babylon. Most farang men come for sex and it doesn’t take long for them to fall in love with a bargirl or go-go dancer. These novices tell their friends that their girls is different […]

CCTV SOI 6

Several years ago I was out with the boys on Soi 6. Strictly for sociological research. Nick was drinking vodkas. Sammie was searching for Ms. Perfect, and young Marton was wrestling with an undersized bargirl on the sofa for what seemed to be about an hour. He weighs in at 85 kilos and she couldn’t […]

Golden Smile

Fabo got fucked up in his motorsai accident. He’s lucky to be alive. A dentist replaced his lost smile. His teeth are all gold. In the afternoon he faces the west and his smile lights the soi of the Welcom Inn, where the the girls call him ‘yim thong’ or Gold Smile. They know their […]