And so oo-day dap fai gay hai Thai-gok yesterday morning
(we took a plane to Thailand, which we laboriously learnt to say with the help
of our early morning taxi driver. Who thought Thailand was ‘Very good, haha,
yes, very pretty’.).
What a treat living in HK can be in terms of a regional
travel hub…for those in the UK our age, do you remember meeting those Aussies
doing grad jobs or even bar jobs through the Facebook venn diagram on sunny
days on Clapham common, just after we all graduated, who seemed to have been to
each and all eastern European countries? And seemed to go away every other
weekend to explore every cranny of Europe? Well, now that's us in Asia - Thailand
is a mere 3 hours away! So for out cotton anniversary here we are.
Scene from our window this morning below for you,
more on our resort in the next post...but for now let me address the pic above.
Within 30 seconds of landing, 2 of my top 3
'stereotypical stuff I think of when I think of Thailand, even though that
probably isn't fair' happened at us. On the gangway off the plane we passed a
'ladyboy', in air hostess garb and make up but with a chiselled , stubbled, masculine
chin and shoulders that would do a rugby player proud. 10 seconds later, we
passed huge vases of over spilling bagonias.
But we're off to a fairly posh resort. So surely no
hint of my third probably-prejudiced preconception - the sex industry. Right?
Hmm. See the picture at the top (apologies it’s
unclear, I had to snap it quickly). It’s a mass of symbols depicting the
services available in international signs on the door of our transfer service
to the resort. Many are standard:
DVD player? Massage chairs? VIPs only? Extravagant,
but fine.
And...er...here it veers off course.
Sexual acts of various forms
Strippers
So when it’s
not ferrying people to a resort, this taxi is an orgy hippy stripper VIP
karaoke bus (but NO smoking, because that's just TOO MUCH, ok?!).
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