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Still can't run it. Looks like I might have to get off my sofa! How about 35k/sq m if I buy the 150 sqm unit (volume discount)?

I'm sure I was there too. I successfully hid from the camera, it appears. Why doesn't Alleycat smile?

Am I reading this correctly? You went to a party where there was free something, found out it was draught beer, complain about the time it took you to get your free drink...and then had two? And then you wonder why Pattaya is going into the toilet? You're priceless...really!

I saw the coyote dancer with glasses (Pang?) who was shown as one of their girls back dancing at Honey Pot last night.

It's a long way from Cape D'agde, you can be sure of that. Using the extremely useful pattayaphotoguide feature, here is a picture of Polo's entrance during the day. The picture is a bit old, and shows the Bartimes bar (below Galaxy European Agogo) in a state of construction. Once you click on the link and go to that page, you can use hold down the left mouse button and rotate the picture to look up and down the street to get oriented. I love this site.

Ya think?

I agree wholeheartedly. The water with a meal shouldn't be 80b...but water alone, okay, I can live with that.

That's great. It gives a feeling for the gogo and the atmosphere. Now what was my favorite number?

It's French. What more is there to say? You're right though, and I neglected to mention, that they are trying for the Russian tourist market as well. From what I have seen, the only Russians they get are the couples who buy a water or soda and sit all night watching the street without spending any money. Oh, by the way, they close at 6am.

Bartimes is a nicely done bar and restaurant on Walking St where I have been going lately to have a bit of good food. It's a great location for people-watching while you eat, the seating is comfortable, and the food that I have had is quite good. I've had the chicken in mushroom sauce and the lamb chops. Both were tasty, prepared and presented nicely. The owner (or manager?) is a Frenchman named Ricky. They have very good pool tables (3) midway into the bar where you can play for 20b/game with decent air con running. The bar is open air, but the middle part is aircon'd, thankfully. This bar and restaurant goes all the way from the sidewalk on Walking St to the ocean in the back. The location is where Climax Blues Bar used to be, and then Magic Palace Agogo (during its 3 months of operation). The pricing is reasonable...not cheap, but not over the top either. I think I paid 390b for the Australian lamb chops, and it was, IMHO, well worth it. Heineken is 120b, water is 80b, and Tiger is 100b. They probably charge a premium for drinks because a lot of tourists might tend to buy a water and just sit for hours watching the street. In short, the drinks are pricier than some gogos, but the food is, as I said, reasonably priced for the quality. Here are some pictures of the bar, menu, pool tables etc.

Anyone else having this problem? I've never encountered it either.

I've hired a driver from Mr. T to travel up to Ubon and back. He stays in the car to sleep (even though we offered him a bed in the house). Feed him, buy gas and pay 1500b/day as of about a year ago.

My daughter went to the University of California at Santa Cruz (UCSC) back in late 90's. She stayed in co-ed dormitories where the toilet stalls were gender-free. Being a shy girl who likes her moments of peace, she said she lost a lot of sleep because she would wait until 4am to do her business without some grunting male sitting in the next stall. My point is, it's been going on quite a while now. In fact, I've noticed a lot of gogos are doing the same thing lately .

It's a bit out of the way and has lots of mosquitos. As for guest friendly, I don't know. The other choices are at least close in.

Welcome "Su" Also, read http://www.pattayatalk.com/join.html to find out how to get access to more of the board. Oops...just got the email.

I have to say, I enjoy the breakfasts and the book store. I haven't tried anything else, but if Dave doesn't get on here to reply (if he feels the need to), I'll let him know the next time I go have breakfast there. I just finished my last book tonight, so I need to go soon anyway. I'm going to be embarrassed to explain how to find the topic..."Hey, Dave, there's a thread on pattayatalk about your place. Just look for the topic 'disgusting'." I'll make sure I'm on the street side of the restaurant when I say that.

End Game: After more than three and a half months of protesting by the People’s Alliance for -their own version of- Democracy (PAD) the standoff with the government of Smackhead the Denier is getting close to a denouement. Whatever happens to be the result of the weeks and weeks of protesting it’s almost certain the tourism industry has been well and truly stuffed as regards attracting new faces. Given that any resolution is not going to be done and dusted until at least the end of September, I can’t see any of the so-called ‘quality’ tourists the current government would like to attract rushing to the booking office to get a flight for a couple of weeks of holidaying on the beaches of Phuket or Koh Samui or dipping their toes into the deep end of the nightlife pool of Pattaya. [Night-March] LET’S GET REALLY WET: The Sisterz ogling den (Walking Street) celebrated its first anniversary with a short, sharp, wet t-shirt contest; none of the young damsels caught pneumonia. (Photo by DAK) Closed airports, striking public services and utilities, the odd shooting of a protester and bashing of others, are hardly the kind of scenes designed to attract people with young children, honeymooning couples, or sexagenarians out for a final dose of the exotic and erotic. Closer to home, the lack of goggled-eyed couples won’t do much damage to the lower end of the Fun Town nightlife pond. If they do take a walk on the wild side it’s usually just so they are able to relate salacious stories involving naked nymphs, ping-pong balls, and bananas without pyjamas to their friends back in Sphincter, Alabama or Smitherington Netherballs, Shropshire. The plethora of faux Irish pubs might suffer a little more from the dearth of quality tourists; the rest won’t notice. Sadly, the chances of seeing new faces in the ogling dens and beer boozers will be limited. Anyone who has been here before will know the place is far safer than taking a midnight stroll through a London council estate. Those who haven’t will probably delay a visit until the political situation settles down. I can see loads of previously sated visitors returning simply because they’ll have worked out the opportunities with the ladies of wallet emptying virtue will be better than at any time for the last few years. Anybody who thinks it’s now impossible to engage in a bout of horizontal folk dancing with a maiden from a beer boozer or even an ogling den for under 1,000 baht hasn’t been shopping in the right places at the right time. That said, the fact the British pound, for example, has been steadily dropping in value to the baht (on 2 September it was 60 to the baht), the prices of air tickets from that part of the planet are now 70 to 80 percent higher than they were a couple of years back, and most of the world’s economies are close to recession, makes it almost certain the expected high season for 2008-2009 will last about three weeks. Not a good prospect for many places and operators who are trying to ride out the current storm in the hope of the expected good times to come. Back to a Half-Century: In late August the number of ogling dens on Walking Street returned to the magical 50 mark with the opening of the Airport Club, opposite the entrance to Soi Diamond. Operated by Khun Nui, who also has four other dens in the area, it’s a long and narrow place. The design owes much to outside influences such as What’s Up (hence the hospital white and padded cell look); Club Boesche, and a swathe of other dens, with the almost de rigueur Jacuzzi installed; Windmill, and Baby Dolls for the synthetic rubber flagellation tools and the birthday-suited dancers. There were around 25-30 dancing damsels in the den in various stages of diminished and diminishing attire. The music, as you might expect, was car alarm noise purchased by the DJ from a bargain basement bin. Libations are the usual gouge for ly water at 95 baht; liver wasters 120 baht, and the promotional thirst quencher being draught amber nectar at 65 baht all night. The dancing damsels are a mixed bunch of hardened professionals and newcomers, some quite easy on the optic nerve. Don’t expect any change from your bin if it amounts to less than 20 baht. Here, There, and Everywhere: There are still plenty of places across the length and breadth of Fun Town where talk of economic downturn will be met with quizzical looks from the owners and managers. These places do good business night after night, perhaps not to the levels of three or four years ago, but more than enough to fill satchels of cash. The Happy chrome pole palace (Walking Street) just stays busy most of the time. Yes the majority of the chrome pole molesters are from the School of Hard Bitches, but they are from the Class of Good Sorts and, if nothing else, always worth an optic nerve. One dancer, for example, had obviously allowed a tattoo artist to do needlepoint around the baby-making factory: I think it might have been the Lithuanian Coat of Arms. Not a shy girl at all. The music remains of the car alarm type (but does suit the joint), happy hour runs until 9:30PM and lady drinks are just 100 baht. Its sibling, Peppermint, is run along similar lines and although the class of mattress actresses is not what it used to be, it’s another joint well worth a drink or six. Further down Walking Street, most of the boozers in the Simon beer bar complex appear to be doing well. I can’t name any particular boozer because, as I’ve said many times previously, within a week or two most of the best sorts in the majority of bars are spirited away by overly tumescent punters keen to rescue their damsel from the distress of putting up with other like-minded customers. In ogling dens this doesn’t happen as much because the dancers tend to only want to go short time with punters and they have a Thai boyfriend to consider. Anyway, the Simon boozers have a nice ambience, looking out over Pattaya Bay if you head into the complex, or watching the passing parade on the street if you sit at one the front bars. Down in Soi 14, off Walking Street, the Secrets lounge lizard libation room and sports emporium celebrated its second anniversary on 1 September and the joint was packed to the rafters from early until late evening. It’s one of those businesses which, like a few others, has been building its core strength via its website. This can be dangerous if the physical boozer doesn’t live up to expectations; fortunately, the ambience in Secrets would make it a winner with or without a website. Around the corner, into Soi 15, the Baby Dolls ogling den must be partially responsible for the reduced water supplies around Fun Town: the Jacuzzi gets plenty of use. Banana vendors must be just about ready to order the latest BMW 750 series. Yet draught amber is just 65 baht all night and most other libations only 95 baht. Next door, the Sakura Club ogling den has libations at 89 baht all night long. An interesting price structure designed, of course, for the serving brigade to finish with an average 11-baht tip on each drink served. It tends to be a one-drink den, at least that’s what the trickle of customers were doing while I was there. One drink, a play around with the friendly knob fondlers, check bin, and off. As I mentioned recently, Windmill Club in Soi Diamond is well and truly back to being an ogling den worthy of a visit. On a recent sojourn with three other persons of dubious sobriety and tastes, we all agreed Windmill Club was the pick of the bunch. The dancing damsels were friendly, although, as with most other similar places nowadays, the word from the Bargirl Dictionary they used most frequently was ‘tip’. I’m told there are plans to reopen the upstairs joint, but by way of a spiral staircase from within Windmill itself. Given the twinkle in the eye when I was told this, I can see ‘upstairs’ being a quietly-touted place to go once it’s open. Across the alley the Diamond chrome pole palace will be having a party on Sunday night 28 September to celebrate Khun Joy’s birthday. Wife of the owner Khun Tee, the party promises to be well-attended with the usual free buffet for customers. Just along the same alleyway heading towards Pratumnak Road, the Casino Club coyote howlers den is another that is now entering its third year of operations. Although management would like it to be different, Casino Club started as a truly late-night place to go and it remains that way. Their anniversary party, for example, didn’t get under way until the witching hour. Although it opens at around 9:00PM it doesn’t really get swinging until a couple of hours later. If you happen to be out really late it’s worth a visit. Band of Brothers and Sisters: Been into the FLB lounge lizard libation room a couple of times to listen to the five-member Filipino band. It’s about the biggest change in the bar in recent times, otherwise FLB is pretty much the same as it has been for some time now. The last time I went in there were only three or four customers and about a dozen bored-looking damsels concentrating on rolling dice and playing the 1-9 game. For anyone spending a night out with the aim of listening to live music, the FLB band are a good starting point. They usually take to the stage a little before 9:30PM every night. Out of the Pink: After just over 10 years of operations, the Flamingo sleeping palace (Soi Day Night 2) closed its doors at the beginning of August. According to a reliable source the number of hotel bookings was down to such an extent it made keeping the place operational no longer viable. At one stage the attached Renoirs noshery was one of the best in town for taste and value, and even when it had lost these it retained a wonderful ambience. I would argue the demise of the Flamingo is a clear indication of the difficult economic conditions currently extant in Pattaya. Then again, places like the very popular Lek sleeping palace (Second Road) are almost full, even now. Piece of Pith: Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don’t. http://www.pattayatoday.net/index.php?acti...ews&id=3489

Mid-week Birthday Bash: The owner of the Sweethearts ogling den (Walking Street; right next door to the long-running Roo boozer) will be celebrating his birthday on Wednesday 3 September. The den kicks off around 8:00PM and there will be free nosh available for early comers. The den offers draught amber fluid at 45 baht with lady drinks at 95 baht. Bar fines are on the low side at 400 baht and there are about 20-25 dames of the chrome pole on show most nights, although there’s nary a stray nipple in sight. A Year Already: Time in the vortex we call Fun Town seems to be driven by some kind of universal particle accelerator and I can’t believe I’m penning the fact the Sisterz ogling den (Walking Street) will be celebrating its first anniversary on Thursday night 4 September. It seems only yesterday the news of the demise of the long-established Honey den was being announced. Naturally, to celebrate this milestone there will be a raft of coloured balloons inflated for a brief period of life while the management put on a party for well wishers. [Night-March] THAT’S THE STYLE: The Sisterz ogling den (Walking Street) will be celebrating a year in business in early September; this is a good example of why it appears to be doing well. (Photo by DAK) The Limbo dance contest that had been slated for 21 August had to be post-poned due to the illness of one of the owners; I’m told it had nothing to do with his back. Presumably it will make a re-appearance on the party agenda at a later date. Come in Spinner: This is an idea that reminds me of the great party strip game ‘spin the bottle’. The Club Boesche ogling den (Soi 16, off Walking Street) recently went through a slump in regards to the numbers and quality of its dancing damsels. As is typical of the nightlife scene the slump was part of a cycle and a solid recruitment drive in the wilds of Issan has seen numbers grow to about 40. Quite a few of these are very easy on the eye, and in a couple of cases the only thing left to the imagination is the size and shape of a dancer’s big toe. Management have also introduced a unique customer-friendly method of providing bar fines. When a testosterone-charged punter offers to take a wallet emptier from the drudgery of dancing and carousing back to his place for a spot of horizontal folk dancing, the standard bar fine in Club Boesche is 600 baht. As a promotional tool a serving wench should appear with what looks like a miniature ouija board. On it are eight numbers and an arrow. The customer gets to spin the wheel (of fortune) and has a one in eight chance of scoring either a free bar fine or a half price of 300 baht. As well there are two other reduced amounts: 400 baht and 500 baht. The other four amounts are the full price of 600 baht. So, every customer gets a 50 percent chance of a reduction in the bar fine. A great idea and I understand it’s been very well received. Welcome Return to Form: After losing its way for a while the Windmill Club ogling den (Soi Diamond) has returned to something like its former glory. One of the most difficult exercises for any operator in Fun Town is to try and successfully run more than one outlet. I don’t know how many times I’ve watched a variety of quite savvy owners try a bit of empire building and clone their prime successful venture and expand into a second or even a third or fourth establishment. For a variety of reasons these extra appendages usually prove to be far too much effort for the overall return, and once an owner takes his eyes off the strobes in his primary den the usual result is a downturn in quality and efficiency. The owner of Windmill Club, after going down the expansion road for a time, has reduced his interests to his initial venture and this has resulted in the place regaining much of its previous vibe. A Long Way to the Top: How it continues to remain open is a surprise to me as the Honey Club ogling den (Soi 11, or Soi Honey Inn as it’s better known) is one of those off-the-beaten-track places lacking any real attraction. My guess is that it might be a bit of a ‘local’ for the owner and a group of friends, with the odd stray customer wandering in off the mean streets. On my most recent visit there were about eight to 10 dancers, most of a decidedly well-fed girth. Happy hour offers draught amber at 65 baht; not sure that gets too many people excited. Appropriately Named: I have a friend who thinks the Hot & Cold ogling den (Soi Post Office) is the worst example of the art in Fun Town. He doesn’t get out enough, because I can assure him there are far worse. That said, the name of this long-established place is appropriate because it really does run ‘hot’ and ‘cold’. One night the place has all the ambience of a cold storage; another night and it’s a case of hang on to your bits. The joint opens in the early afternoon and goes until about 3:00AM most nights. There are usually about 20 or more dancing damsels and it’s rare to find any who would be classed as top-shelf; most have a pretty obvious striation in the lower shelf, indicating a healthy child-bearing ability. The mamasan looks like a danger to shipping; she’d make a Sumo champion look like an anorexic. The libations are reasonably priced: ly water just 60 baht, and lady drinks are among the cheapest of any placeinside or outside- in town at just 80 baht. No customer is left to fend for himself; within a minute there are usually a couple of fondlers jockeying for position and hoping to arouse you to the point you’ll take advantage of the lying-in facilities upstairs: all-in for 1,300 baht. Light Fingers on the Buses: While the following technically has nothing directly to do with the night entertainment scene, I consider it important to make as many people aware of what is becoming, or may have already become, a serious problem on the well-worn tourist streets of Pattaya. There are around 700 songthaews (better known as baht buses) plying the streets of the city and they have always been a great way of getting around. Approximately two to three years ago there were a spate of robberies taking place on the buses with gangs generally consisting of a couple of females - one usually holding a baby- and a gender-confused cross dresser attempting to pick the pockets of unsuspecting travellers. There was usually another accomplice following the baht bus on a motorbike to assist in making a fast getaway. Although there were press reports about arrests being made it looks as though the pickpocket brigade are well and truly out and about and making complete nuisances of themselves. Over the last couple of months at least three people I know have been relieved of their wallets while on a baht bus, usually while riding along Soi Buakhow. I have heard numerous stories from others about people they know who have been robbed in this fashion so, based on empiric evidence alone, I don’t think I’m over-exaggerating things by saying we have a real light-fingered epidemic in Fun Town. So, be warned: keep your hands off the trouser snake and firmly on your wallet when riding the baht buses. Food on the Run: The Neeroys bog-standard noshery (Soi Chaiyapoom) is one joint doing alright despite the overall business downturn in Pattaya. Catering to a local market and offering stomach fillers at very reasonable prices, it’s no wonder the place is pretty busy most nights. The 99-baht fish-and-chips remains one of the best value meals in the city. The Lek sleeping palace (Second Road) buffet is another that really is great value for money. The dinner buffet retails with all you can shove into your stomach for just 180 baht, including standard Thai nosh as well as Western items such as fish and chicken fillets, spaghetti, beef sirloin steaks, various desserts, fruit, coffee, and tea. The breakfast buffet at 110 baht is also well worth the money. Around the Traps: The Soi Buakhow area, especially around Soi Lengkee, Soi Chaiyapoom, Soi Diana, and Soi LK Metro, has well and truly established itself as a major nightlife centre. The Club Oasis ogling den, on the corner with Soi Chaiyapoom, does the kind of business many other operators only dream about. Further along Soi Buakhow the Club Blu gyrating coyote boozer, on the corner of Soi LK Metro, appears to have a strong regular clientele. In Soi LK Metro itself, the Champagne chrome pole palace is another with a solid following; the fairly new Ice coyote joint, modelled on pretty much the same lines as the nearby Club Blu, looks to be still finding its feet, or should that be ‘boots’? Seguing slightly from the intended theme of this item, I’m told most of the dancing damsels in the coyote joints are earning so much money from wages, libations, tips, and overseas sponsors that they demand anywhere from 2,000 to 5,000 baht for a short-time organ recital. Very few will agree to spend a whole night with most customers. As a mamasan was recently overheard to say to a customer in an ogling den, “these girls won’t work, they’re getting too much money.” Down in Soi Nervous-Clinic (formerly Soi Yamato) a place called the 77 boozer has opened just down the street (towards Second Road) from the Stringfellows cocks-in-frocks den. From the outside it appears to be an ogling den. There were a couple of bikinied ladies of expanding waistline at the feed trough when I stuck my head in and a boy-who-would-be-a-girl trying to entice me further inside. With a couple of pool tables 77 Bar appears to be more an air-conditioned beer boozer. Piece of (Aging) Pith: Once you’re over 50: Your supply of brain cells is finally down to manageable size. http://www.pattayatoday.net/index.php?acti...ews&id=3358

You Lose 16 Days and What Do You Get? Uncle Kenny, one of the politely-spoken and gentle-voiced partners in the Boxing Roo beer boozer (Third Road, opposite Soi Lengkee), claims the nightlife of Fun Town has lost up to 16 days of operations between the start of December 2007 and 18 July this year. This is due to the standard Buddha religious days, national government, senate, and local government elections. Taking a conservative line in my figures, lost revenue for the night entertainment industry here must be at least 10 million baht per night, or more than 160 million baht for the past seven and a half months. I base these figures on 70 ogling dens averaging 30,000 baht a night in turnover and 800 beer boozers and the like taking 10,000 baht per night. The figures are extremely loose, but I think give an idea of how much money didn’t make it into the system. Equally, we’ll never know how many people won’t be coming back in a hurry any time soon because of these silly closures. Low Season Dancing: While Fun Town busines-ses struggle through this low season the management of the Sisterz ogling den (Walking Street) have decided to take a pro-active approach to attracting bums on seats by holding special promotions every second Thursday, at least for the foreseeable future. The second of these was an in-house dance contest on Thursday night 24 July featuring 20 dancing damsels, of whom about seven or eight really knew how to shake their good bits. [Night-March] SISTERZ ARE DOIN’ IT: This young lady in the Sisterz ogling den (Walking Street) is a fine example of chrome pole maiden featured in a recent dance contest (see story). (Photo by DAK) It was a pity that two or three of those who didn’t move much more than an eyebrow (see photo) were knocked out of the competition after the first round because they were fine examples of the chrome pole hugging brigade. Perhaps a share of the 11,000 baht in prize money, nearly half of it kicked in by excitable patrons, wasn’t enough to entice them. No matter, the atmosphere was good, the dancing mostly excellent, and the majority of the crowd appreciative. The contest started just after 9:30PM and went over three rounds: from 20 starters to 12 to a final four. Those who stayed to the end were treated to one of the most vibrant finales I’ve seen in a long time in a dance contest, and I’ve seen more than enough to have a completely jaded view of these events. A friend of mine from Finland, who has been to Pattaya seven times, watched much of the contest from beside the stage, busily scribbling away into a notepad as the event unfolded. He gave me his notes before he left and they make interesting reading. For example: on the girl who eventually won the event he wrote: ‘dynamite! Offbeat but she put her mind into it.’ Absolutely. On a later page he wrote: ‘there’s some quality in the ambience of this place,’ and followed up with, ‘this show is good, because even a man having been [colloquial word for sexual intercourse] all day gets excited.’ The only negative came when he decided the decibel level was too high for him and he left prior to the end. The next event on the promotional calendar will be a Limbo Dance Contest (how low can she go? Anywhere between the top of the thigh and the navel is fine by me) on Thursday night 7 August. Sisterz may have been a rudderless ship when July kicked off; it has now recruited a strong crew of chrome pole molesters and most are a friendly lot, making the den a great place for interaction between starry-eyed punters and wallet emptiers. A New Colloquialism: Although the majority of sois in Pattaya have numbers or names, for many long-term expats and regular visitors, the more prominent of these very often come equipped with a colloquial name. An easy couple of examples are Soi 13/2, which is known as Soi Post Office, because the local post office happens to be located in the street in question; then there’s Soi 6, still referred to by many as Soi Yodsak. The reason behind the name ‘Yodsak’ is lost in the mists of (short) time, for all I know it may be a local slang term for ‘empty sac’. Soi 13/1, the next road north of Soi Post Office, has been colloquially called Soi Yamato for most of the past three decades or so because of the Yamato Japanese restaurant, at the time of its opening the most prominent and dominant building on the street. Yamato has gone and it was suggested to me by ‘Nervous’ Dave, the personable mine host of the Nervous Wreck beer boozer, the soi be given a new nickname: Soi Nervous. Of course, this soi also contains the apparently popular boys-will-dress-as-girls ogling den Stringfel-lows, literally a padded bra’s throw across the street from the Nervous Wreck. As far as long-established joints are concerned, the Clinic sports emporium, towards the Beach Road end, has been in action for longer than most places almost anywhere in Fun Town. There again, no offence to Deadly Derek, the genial operator of the Clinic, but starting a new colloquial name, Soi Clinic, doesn’t sound conducive to repeat business, it’s far too stethoscopic. Perhaps we could combine the pair and now start referring to the street as Soi Nervous Clinic. That conjures up visions of men with plumbing problems and unexpected discharges furtively hugging the shadows as they search for a reputable dispenser of medicinal compounds. More a Local Boozer than a Real Den: The relocation of the Spicy Girls ogling den into Soi Post Office has proven to be a success, if only because its previous site in Pattayaland Soi 1 was becoming even more gender-confused. The den is on the small and intimate side, so the current complement of a dozen or so chrome pole molesters is sufficient. While they may not be in the star class, they’re a friendly bunch and a couple have been employed in the place for so long they could probably qualify for long-service leave. That’s either a sign of a good employer or a very lazy wallet emptier. The personable Panda, mine host of the den, can be found propping up the bar every night. Happy hour is between 6:30 and 8:30PM with bottled amber fluid (there’s no draught) at 65 baht. Perhaps the best deal for those on a budget is the Saturday night specials between 6:30 and 11:00PM with bottled froth at 80 baht and house liver wasters 90 baht where it’s a buy one, get one free, promotion. The Changing Face of the Central Sois: As property values between Beach Road and Second Road remain strong it’s no surprise to see the odd collection of beer boozers either demolished or remodelled, with both activities designed to increase the earnings of the property owners on a per square metre basis. The Eastiny Plaza in the middle of Soi 8 saw the demise of between 10 and 12 beer boozers and effectively divides the street into two sections on the left-hand side (coming from Beach Road). Next door in Soi 7 the brace of beer boozers alongside the Flipper sleeping palace have gone under the bulldozer. In recent weeks the operators of the beer boozers at the front of the Baron Beach (formerly the Prince) Hotel have been watching as the size of their businesses has been reduced by about half. This will allow the landlord, Khun Mike, the owner of Mike Shopping Mall and other properties around town, to install a new brace of beer boozers, which he can flog off at a nice profit. I’m told he has not increased the rents for the old boozer operators, hardly a philanthropic gesture given he has just emasculated them to the tune of 50 percent of their original space. One of the most prominent of the boozers being downsized is Cherry. Rather than sit out and wait for the rebuilding to be completed he opened the Cherry Too beer boozer at the back of the set of bars near Soi 13 on Beach Road, behind the long-established Scandi boozer. I’m told the remodelled Soi 8 boozers should have been ready to reopen by 25 July. The new brace of boozers will have just the one sound system rather than a Tower of Aural Babel that characterised the previous regime. Thomas More’s Version it Ain’t: The finishing touches are still being applied to the much-promoted Soho Square complex at the southern end of Walking Street, but the main attraction at present is Utopia, downstairs it bills itself as a coyote-style dance den, although it is open-sided and more like an upmarket beer boozer. Upstairs is an ogling den, but it is going to take a lot of work to make it a viable operation. Compact and nicely decorated, it boasted just six g-stringed dancing damsels when I wandered in recently, and, not surpris-ingly, no customers. There again, at least it’s open, unlike the Angels chrome pole den further up the road. After two years operating under this cognomen Angels, not much bigger than a broom closet and a claustrophobics nightmare, finally bit the dust. Not before time. Finally, congratulations to the Coyotee’s chrome pole palace (Soi Marina Plaza) which celebrated three years of operations in late July. In doing so it becomes easily the most successful venture by a country mile to have operated on that site. The year Coyotee’s opened 15 other operations kicked off in and around Walking Street. Four of these have closed and four others have had ownership and name changes in that time, so Coyotee’s has done well to keep kicking in the maelstrom. Piece of Pith: You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks. http://www.pattayatoday.net/index.php?acti...ews&id=3203

Somebody on the webcam chat said he took some Viagra but it got caught in his throat and gave him a stiff neck.

Moved to the Funnies section.

Well said, Frosty. Luddite!

Okay, there's Gif, Thip, Lek, Noi, Nid, Meaw, On, Or, Tuk, Dang, Boom, Fai, Faa, Pan, Porn and many others. I suspect we've all had at least one of them.

Ditto.

Yes, that's her.