Bangkok chick boys!

This, children, is a lady boy

Possibly the most anticipated part of the trip so far. The lady boys. We headed to the infamous red light district to search out some treats that only Bangkok can offer. We did find a few of the lady boys, but that was the least disturbing part. We’d be in any restaurant and we’d be greeted by a male (usually Yank or German) with a Thai lady companion. Oh dear. Then on the next table there is a Western male, with a Thai boy. Yes, I said Thai boy. As in 2 boys. You do the math. After that we took in a few shows under the promise of some ‘man action’. We go in and we’re searching for another female. Not a single lady in there besides our innocent threesome. We were inundated with middle-aging- still-in-the-closet-gay-men though! Yes people, it was a gay club. It was horrific. They did bad things, bad things that left me mute for the night, left Lisa wondering about the angles of it all, and Nicola simply wondering ‘did it hurt?’. We then fled to a lady bar to see some pretty ropey females on the stage, not even hiding their boredom, one even checking their watch at one point, but at least we saw some ping pong action. And that is what we came to Bangkok for.