Even More Recollections - I Miss Bangkok

I Need To Sit On Something With A Strong Sturdy And Comfortable BackRest
Of course I know that a laptop is supposed to be put on the laps and be worked on.

But mine is a notebook now. And it can be pretty hot, the ventilation ducts blowing really hot air.

So I do need somewhere to put the notebook. Now that my back hurts so much, hunching over it on me bed just won't do. The posturing somehow does strange things to me, causing me much pain and indigestion.

I Feel "HomeSick" And Those Lovey-Dovey Moments - Guys I Miss You
No jobs here. No "family nucleus". No nothing. I am beginning to think Bangkok has everything going for me.

It was quite an experience visiting the massage parlours. The one club that was situated in residential quarters (which was on a street just opposite mine - GOD - you must have been really kind to put me in gay paradise) had such attentive attention to service and details and precisely because it was in residential quarters, you felt very much at home.

This was unlike the ones in commercial buildings. I get to select my masseur (the home-based one had four at a time) and with so many at one go (at the commercial establishments), I was a little intimidated. They just stood up in unison like in a criminal identification parade, waiting to be picked up, even before you could get sufficiently sexually aroused.

I had three really soft-spoken masseurs and I got two of their contacts. The last one was a little on the rough and he was angry about something. But he gave of himself and he used his chin stubs to very good use.

As for the go-go boy and escort serviceboy, we hugged and kissed and embraced for the night. When I brought the serviceboy out for a chat near STARBUCKS, we held hands and watched the laser in the sky.

We had such "great conversation", it doesn't matter that not speaking the same language has anything to do with anything at all. We signed and sounded with our hearts and soul and that said enough.

More than words can express.

Is This Where I Finally Belong?
I really wanna go back and see them all AGAIN. Bangkok is not AN ESCAPE HATCH for me. If moi decides and I can buy up that space in the sky and start up something, I settle down there for good.

Fantastic Food And Excellent Service
Do you know that you buy coupons at the foodhalls? That means the operators have central control over money and the chefs only handle what he does best - cooking up delicious food for people like moi.

And after you place your order (at least at the Siam Paragon foodhall), they serve you your food while you just take a back seat and wait. When the food comes, you just tuck in.

Looking Your Best - At That Age, Nobody Bothers Looking At You Anymore
Look I don't wanna be like any of the old "farangs" or even the oldies here. At their kinda age, they are alone and they have to start to look for love. Even if they dress their best, who wanna look.

Nobody.

If anyone does look, it is just highly suspicious, isn't it?

I don't wanna end up in that sad, sad, sad, sad state. Do you?