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Flag of Thailand  , Chon Buri,
Thursday, December 15, 2011

Well today it finally hit me, just how totally, completely, utterly, thoroughly, absolutely, entirely bored I am. 6 days now in Pattaya and I've had enough of it. Travelling alone is one thing but sitting in a hotel room on your own waiting is quite another. 6 days! The longest conversation I’ve had was explaining what a vegetarian was to a bar owner who was English. I’ve been hanging about in an English bar. The food is clean and easy and as my guts are still churning I’ve been taking it easy. At first it seemed ok and at least it was quiet, ie no bargirls yelling "hello, sir" and “welcome”. Honestly, it’s become like nails dragging down a blackboard to hear the Asian cry with no vowels and the final sound dragging out into a virtual scream.

Well the bar is not that nice. Ok, I don’t get hassles but I don’t get anything else either. Te guys there just go outside every single night and just sit out the front waiting for girls to come to them. They’re all a decade older than me too and they live exclusively on anything served with chips. Tonight the owner started on one of the girls who works there, not nasty really but not necessary when these girls work 12 hours every day, 6 days a week for around 100 per month. I’ve been doing the maths and I can’t even see how they survive on that kind of money. They literally rely on tips to be able to eat.

I got my chain sorted a few days ago. I dragged my arse along to the place recommended to me, VS Motors. Nice guy who owns it, big wide smile and very helpful. It’s mostly a custom bike shop, lots of shopped hogs and silly paintwork but he had a few chains. Nothing that fit but he went off and got one that would. While he was gone the dumbest looking kid I’ve ever seen had to cut my old one off. I helped him but mostly just made sure he didn’t damage anything. The mechanic came out to argue that my chain was in great condition and didn’t need changing. I explained the issues, ie it’s stretched to hell and the rollers are literally breaking up. I even showed him the stress fractures, tight links and signs of wear but he still didn’t seem to get it.

While he was gone another guy showed up with a complaint that there was a funny noise coming from his tail ever since they fitted his new chain. There was literally no plan in it whatsoever. Even without a rider there was no deflection. I was slightly concerned. The chain he got was too long but we cut off some links and all was well. He tried to fit mine fully tight but I stopped him and adjusted it myself. The concept of me sitting on it and checking deflection was a new one them so I did it and checked it again back at the hotel properly. Strangely there was a guy there having work done on his Buell. I asked what he was having done because it couldn’t have been what it looked like. It was, he was having heated grips fitted. I asked if he was going away. No, just staying here next to the beach where it’s 30 degrees in the winter. This country is strange.

It was a huge relief to have it running properly again. Any biker will know how it feels when you machine has troubling issues and how it feels to put them behind you.

So I tried to get some spark plugs too but no chance. I even found a dealer with two BMW F650CSs in stock but no chance of getting plugs. He told me that any plug would do. With that I lost all faith in Thai mechanics and will be doing all work myself from now on.

So I reckon I will be giving the English bar a miss from now on. It’s actually getting slightly more expensive to eat there as I have to order custom food without meat which is cheaper to make but costs twice the price.

So i looked for a biker bar online and found one. I was relieved, this could be communication with real people at last. With my GPS still not functional I thought i’d best draw up a map from google. I searched the hotel I was in and the bar i was looking for and created a map. It was two doors down and i can see it from my window. It’s not a biker bar at all, it’s just a typical girlie bar where some bikers hang out a few times a week because the logo looks vaguely like an American Indian symbol. I didn’t bother and the boredom flared up once more.

What a contrast! With Marcin this place was just one long party, without it’s just part of a long one.

So I only have tomorrow night and I’ve done 7 nights and need to decide what the hell to do next. I guess I will see if Dave is coming to Pattaya, if not I guess i’ll move on. I’m thoroughly fed up with this place. If he is I’ll hang on until he gets here, if not then I’ll head off to Cambodia and see what happens.
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Coal on

When I commented that the hardest part was just beginning, this is exactly what I was talking about. You've arrived. Now what?! A place is a place, and shifting that place isn't always going to solve the problems of the last place. If I might make a suggestion—you're going to be there by yourself for a short while, so try and figure out what kind of business you want to be in, where you want it to be based, and get things moving before you find yourself relying on your girlfriend for anything and everything, because once she joins you you will become societally ineffectual by default and will have to struggle even to have a say. This doesn't have to be a bad thing.

jtw000
jtw000 on

Update. I went out for a walk and found a bar called "The Londoner", well it would be rude not to try so i went in. I met the owner, very nice guy, when the barmaid dropped the empties he made jokes, now this is a fairly ok dude. So we chatted and I'm going back tomorrow, he reckons he know someone who can help me sort out my visa. Boredom leads to alcoholism which apparently leads to solutions to problems. Beer. Is there nothing it can't do...?

Norm on

Was there a major plan at the end of the trip or, was it to have a look around and move on to somewhere else eternally travelling?

cimek
cimek on

Cheer up man!
It's just a bit of melancholy after living a life of entertiment for a while.
Don't look for a bar, stick to the primary plan and look for a garage. That's what you wanted to do don't you? Buy big, dirty smelly garrage and, doing your bussiness in the meantime, convert it into bar in steps. Garage is what smelly bikers like we like the best. And drink more beer, I have impression you forgot how to do it and what it can do to your life. Cheer up mate!

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