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Bachelor in Bangkok: Khun Lee on foxy nurses in Bangkok hospitals

Written By: herbrunbridge - Mar• 27•11

I had to go to a hospital in Bangkok this week to get some tests done for a nasty allergy problem that just doesn’t seem to want to go away.  It is absolutely incredible how all the nurses and female staff in Bangkok hospitals look like models with perfect skin, slim bodies and angelic faces.  Every time I visit I promise myself to get sick again as soon as possible. It really is like entering a parallel universe where all the plain looking women have been shipped off to some foreign land.  This particular occasion my doctor decided that I needed to have some blood taken so I was escorted off to a nearby room by the second best looking nurse in the unit.  Cursing my foul luck for not having drawn the hottest nurse, I winced a little bit as the needle was taken out of its protective case.  She asked me what was wrong, and I said that I hated needles and was going to turn my head to the side and pretend I was in a more pleasant place.  Imagine my shock when she stood up, left the room and returned with the HOT nurse in tow.  Then the HOT nurse held my hand and stroked my arm gently while my blood was being taken in order to calm me down and make me more comfortable.  Now that is customer service.  Man do I love Thailand. 

I have an important pointer for all you guys who love the bar gals as much as I do.  Make sure to get her email at the time that you ask for her mobile number.  I had 2 gals visit in the past week that had changed mobile numbers but were still using the same email address.  It turns out that when she gets a “sponsor” who starts sending serious money to her, he often insists that she change her phone number so that customers can’t find her. As if that’s actually going to stop the gals from cheating!  I have some prime swamp land I would like to sell these guys and tell them it’s Manhattan.   If you have the email address you will side-step this problem.  Believe me it’s really worth it as the gals tend to be super horny when they have been confined to spending long periods of time with just one customer.  For me personally I must say I could barely walk this week.  One gal is considering going to Germany to spend 3 months with her sponsor.  She asked me in Thai if it’s really boring making love to the same person for 3 months.  My response was “when I was married I made love to the same woman for more than a year.  It was so boring I often considered suicide.”  She changed her trip to 3 weeks.  The gals are very disorganized and rarely write down all of their mobile numbers, so please remind yourself after each “special” orgasm to get the gal’s mobile number and email address. 

My recent favorite quote comes from a married guy who said “the only good thing about marriage is that you no longer fear death.  You almost welcome it.” 

The little slut called ME a slut!  I was having an unpleasant conversation with a busty young gal the other day who seemed somewhat disappointed that after several sessions of casual sex I still had no interest in being her boyfriend.  I am sure that my readers know I never use the “R” word (and Dean Barrett and his mates at Londoner have a strict policy that anyone that says relationsh*p must pay a fine) so when I only phone a gal for a booty call I feel somewhat justified that she is happy with the arrangement.  Well, this little minx was getting herself all fired up and using some sarcastic Thai expressions that my Thai language teachers failed to inform me of.  When her eyes swelled up and it seemed she would burst into tears for sure, she called me “sam-son” in Thai and punched me quite hard in the shoulder.  I continued to keep my cool (a must if one is going to be happy in Thailand) and made a dramatic demonstration of taking out my mobile phone and allowing her to see that I was deleting her number.  It was all good fun to me and I must admit I got a kick out of seeing her so distraught, all the while assuming that I must be one hell of a lover to bring out such passion in this tightly bound little bundle of sexuality.  She really was a great fu*k but then the to-do list just keeps getting longer so I was somewhat relieved to part company with her.  I returned home (chuckling to myself the whole way) and went straight to my Thai dictionary to look up this unknown word she had used to describe my character.  It translates as “promiscuous.”  That little slut called ME a slut.  The nerve of some people.  With the frequency of sex most punters have in this city, I would need to be having sex at least 5 times a day to have any hope of being worthy of that compliment.

Read Khun Lee’s other WoWasis columns for more advice on navigating the adult dating scene through the backstreets of Bangkok

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