19 November 2005

“GOOD GUYS GO TO HEAVEN…

…BAD GUYS GO TO PATTAYA” read the T-Shirt.

It could read “Good guys may go to heaven, but Fat, Old, European tourists definitely go to Pattaya to fuck young Thai prostitutes” and be accurate. Both parties driven by desperation.

The week I spent here for work has been enough for me, and I’ll avoid the popular tourist area as much as possible in future.
Incidentally, there were lots of Russians staying at the hotel and I’ve learnt from their pink faces that they’re just as hopeless at handling the sun as the British.

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