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I had some friends from the USA who wanted to see Pattaya for a few days and I took them for a visit. It was not a gay bar visit as this was a straight couple from the USA. We stayed at the Royal Cliff Beach Hotel and it was great. Beautiful view, great room, good breakfast, and good service. I didn’t book the room, so I don’t know the rate, but breakfast was 715 baht for extra guests. https://www.royalcliff.com/ We had one dinner at Natan’s in Jomtien. It was excellent. Beautiful restaurant, good food and tasted great. I had a crepe and it was very good and I had a good dessert. The service was excellent and I was happy with the food. https://www.tripadvisor.com/Restaurant_Review-g293919-d1500638-Reviews-Natan_s-Pattaya_Chonburi_Province.html One morning we ate at the Sky Gallery Pattaya. Food was OK but the view amazing. A good breakfast place. https://www.facebook.com/theskygallerypattaya/ We had dinner at HOPS on Beach Road. I had the lasagna and it was good. http://hopsbrewhouse.co.th/ We also had some good drinks at the Hilton Sky Bar. Beautiful view and 2 for 1 drinks for 340 baht. The sunset over Pattaya was beautiful from this place. https://www3.hilton.com/en/hotels/thailand/hilton-pattaya-BKKHPHI/dining/horizon.html My favorite place was La Baquette Phratumnak Hill Jomtien. The food was amazing. The atmosphere was excellent. I ended up purchasing some extras for taking away. I loved the atmosphere and food. I’ll visit this again each time I visit the city. All in all, 2 nights and 1 full day and filled with activities. I loved the pool at the Royal Cliff and I loved staying there in the day after breakfast.

I made it to Bangkok mid-day, yesterday, Saturday...which was Visalia Buddha Day. As FloridaRob noted elsewhere in the Forum that translates into NO ALCOHOL until midnight. I flew in on Thai airways from Hong Kong. I arrived in Hong Kong from San Francisco Friday evening. I stayed at the Regal Airport Hotel which is a walkway away from Terminal 1. It’s decent and seems to house tourists like me who don’t want to wander around the terminal and sleep on benches waiting for their connection, it also houses flight crews from a roster of airlines. Note: Romeo and Blued were filled with what looked to be flight attendants. Rant - periodically in this trip report, I may use the space to vent. Here is the first one - I was pleased to note that I was upgraded on the flight to HK...this was the second time in a week, having received the same courtesy going to London 6 days prior. Nice, but with the lay-flat seats, it’s claustrophobic! I was never comfortable in the flat bed as I’m a side sleeper. The UA beds are designed for those who sleep on their backs. Back in the days without cubbyhole business seating, the seats reclined but not into beds, I was always able to sleep...Actually, once I turned the bed into more of a recliner I slept. One more addition to this rant: is there a rule that window shades should be down throughout the flight. Only three were up even for landing. Increases my sense of being in a cave...and unlike the Thai soccer boys, not sure of a rescue. Rave - rants should be offset by raves. This rave is for my fellow Forum members. BiggusDikkus’s reminiscence of his tour led visit to Galaxy Boys, reminded me of how much reading this Forum and taking in the advice helped when I returned to Thailand after a two decade absence. Examples from the first hours of this trip. As I report on my visit, I’ll note where there was a Forum insight. Thai’s flight from HK was comfortable and all the window shades were up. I had a row to myself, the 777-300 was only half full. One incredibly handsome, sexy guy, a row over. BUT he was with his wife/girl friend and the mother of one of them was in Business. Enjoyable eye candy. Arriving close to on time, it was a good half mile to immigration. Incredibly handsome guy and family sped by in a cart. My mind goes to Crazy Rich Asians. Get to immigration and it is jammed. Forum Rave note; a few years back one of the Forum members, perhaps PaulSF, told me about the priority channel...which is for diplomats, monks, and folks over 70. I’m in one of those categories and was the only one using the channel. Note - if it hasn’t been mentioned already, immigration is collecting fingerprint scans as part of the arrival process. My luggage was arriving at the carrousel just as I did. Incredibly handsome guy was there with two assistants pulling luggage. Then I noticed that the mom was in a wheelchair...explaining the ride from the plane and the need for the help with luggage he’s still handsome... Forum rave = this was one of the very rate times I’ve arrived when the trains are running to the City. I carefully followed the directions provided more than once by Vinapu. Go to level B, use the machines, take the token, but (Forum rave) find the currency exchange as noted. My rate was 31.71 to the dollar. Took the train, changed as instructed in the Forum, using escalators and lifts, only had to tote my bag and backpack down some steps at Sala Daeng to use the escalator in the Thania Building. 90 minutes after landing I was wheeling my suitcase. Into the Tarntawan and greeted by the desk staff, one of whom has been there since the Lukas era. I had been assigned to my favorite room on the 5th floor. It’s a two room set up and has many happy memories for me of good times and many boys. I unpacked, put my important things in the safe. After washing up, I went to Prime Massage. It was 5pm and I was told I could reserve for 6pm. OK...I used the time to check for neighborhood changes. There is a hotel complex being created in the space between the Tarntawan and the apartment building across from Prime. Last year, I read the sign wrong and told DivineMadman it was an expansion of the hospital. Wrong.No construction was visible. Went to Soi 4 where the massage boys were out from both Adam and Nikrat. Tempting. I located Banana Bar on 4 but saw it would be closed tonight due to the no alcohol holiday. Tables were being set up at Telephone I checked in with my workout shirt vendor who will pull some shirts in my size for me to pick up later. Now to Patpong 2...things seem concentrated what with Screwboys and DreamBoiz on the street level, and Lucky Boys, Fresh Boys, Hot Male one flight up. Could be tricky for members who are agility shy. Back to Prime for a luxurious one hour foot massage, followed by a classic “it will feel better once the pain stops” Thai massage. Just what I need as I’d been in planes for more than forty hours in the past ten days. Masseur was Yo and I’d like to have him for another pain session. It was now 8:30 so I sought out some street food and went looking around. The Forum has a report that there were two new male bars on Patpong 1. I found Banana and let the Mamasan pull me in with a severely discounted drink price of 200...remember no alcohol so $6 for a coke...interesting set up, with what looks to be a stage in a triangular shaped room. 6 boys, all twinks. One other boy was the music master and energizer bunny. Mamasan told me she had a room upstairs. I enjoyed talking with her and about the month they had been open. Could use more business. It was too early for an off so I noted that the Udon Thani energizer was a future possibility. As I left, I was grabbed by a tout, I thought he might be from the other new gay bar...he wasn’t and I didn’t take up[ his offer for a reduced rate for watching pole dancing. I later learn the other new gay bar on Patpong 1 is right next door to Banana. I decided it was time to head over to Patpong 2...Moonlight was closed for the holy day and so was Hot Male, which I learned after I’d climbed the stairs. The grabber for Lucky Boys moved in before the Dream Bois grabber. Up a flight of brightly lit stairs, entrance lobby is brightly lit and seems to be the location for the toilets/changing areas. Let into the main room, who was there to greet me but Mamasan Lucy! Quickly she ushered me to a table with a clear view of the stage and a drink order given (350 tonight as its no alcohol until midnight). I immediately noticed no one was on the stage but there are a lot of guys in the room all are still dressed and wearing numbers as are the waiters. (Forum confirmation. = the waiters are offable). There are some other customers, two of whom are female. Lucy knows why I’m there, so I can’t pull any of Vinapu’s Mamasan brush offs. We talk, she brings over a Cambodian boy, 23 years old. I buy him a drink, we talk - we have nothing in common. There is an announcement of some sort and all the boys stand up and move to the changing areas. At 9pm, the boys, other than the waiters, move into performance wear, or lack of. Lots of smiles to me, I’m one of the few possible customers at this hour on a holy day, so I don’t put it down to my innate charm. About 30 boys take to stage with at least a dozen waiting for stage space to open up. I should note that it’s a really impressive space and well designed. But, I digress. Lucy’s chosen returns in his boxers and knowing he isn’t going to be my choice, tells me about some of the boys on stage as I indicate who looks attractive to me. Guys range between twinks and lightly muscled guys. He suggests a couple of guys - he favors Cambodians (surprise). Lucy checks in, She brings over one of the boys I was interested in. I give Mr. Cambodia 100 THB and thank him. He gives me a kiss. New guy is handsome, good tight musculature, and Vietnamese. I ask about what he likes/is willing to do. Note: he’s Vietnamese, so I’m pretty sure of the answer...to my surprise he is willing to do even less than most Vietnamese. Another 100 and thank you for your time. While my inquisition was taking place, many of the others boys swan by and blow kisses and some rub my back. Lucy brings over #22. Name is Hab. 24. Cambodian. Good English. Says in English he does everything. Lucy confirms. I like his look and his answers, so I tell him to get dressed. While he is dressing one of the waiters comes over and tells me that I will like Hab. Waiter is from Cambodia! Hab returns, I settle up. Off fee is 400. Short time agreed at 2000. Note: Lucky Boys has an accounting system. Each successive slip in the check bin, increases the total charged. So while there were multiple slips in the bin, only the most recent was the one for payment. After, Lucy insists on giving me a goodbye kiss, Hab and I leave for the Tarntawan. We pause at DreamBois for a look. Really small, shirtless guy on stage. Make a mental note to return. Back in the room at the Tarntawan he was everything he promised and more. Attentive, submissive, dominant, as needed or wished. I finished before he did and his cumshot was enormous spraying him and me. After a shower, we settled back for some in bed bonding. He left when it was time to catch his 3am visa run bus. I recommend Hab...note if you ever off him, his erogenous zone is his left nipple. I know, I know more information than is needed. All in all, not a bad first day in Bangkok. Actually, it was a great day. Please excuse typos etc as I writing this on an ipad - which limits my ability to check things.

What a great report, as always. In case some readers do not know, here is a picture of your mamasan/love interest Lucy. She's one of the mamasans that is pretty much guaranteed to kill my interest in anything other than running away as fast and as far as possible, but you are a far more kind and gentle soul than I. Up to you if you might think the 300 is her long-term off-rate.

Reporting from the Tarntawan...arrived yesterday, little has changed...though there are numbers stuck on the chairs in the lobby dining area. The mantra is that all the changes will be done within two months! I had to check but this is Thailand...I haven’t seen the manager but if I do I’ll ask some questions about the scale of the changes and if the type of clients they hope to attract. As to pricing comps, I stayed last November at the Bandara Suites which is closer to Babylon and Prince. Pricing was similar to Tarntawan and The Raya...it has two pools and a decent hotel gym.

It was 5:30 a.m. Tokyo time when my alarm went off but it was easy to climb out of bed. With purpose. I was leaving for Bangkok later that day and I still had to pack. It wasn't until 8:30 p.m. that I was able to check into my hotel. That's 10:30 Tokyo time. I was hungry and tired, not to mention sweaty, having had to walk and lug my suitcase for the last kilometer or so. I did not go straight up to my room to shave, shower and get myself ready for a Friday night on Silom. “Or maybe on Patpong,” I thought to myself. “Patpong is supposed to be getting busy with gay bars now that Soi Twilight has turned out the lights.” Before I could take a look around, I needed some calories. So I broke one of my Cardinal rules of traveling in Thailand — I ate dinner in the hotel's restaurant. Side note: I was the only solo diner in the place but I was mostly doing the same thing everyone else in the restaurant was, using my phone to scroll through my social media accounts. Even couples fed their smartphone addictions rather than make conversation. So rather than feel lonely, I was part of the club. I was also feeling my age. I didn't get up to my room, unpacked and showered until after 10. I was exhausted; there would be no Friday night out in Bangkok for me. All I could do was crawl in bed and let memories of my first trip to this megacity unspool in my head. That night I also broke a Cardinal rule. Was it really 23 years earlier? Must've been. Like tonight, it was a Friday, but when I arrived at my hotel much further into the night, I was exploding with energy. I just had to wash up, pull on a pair of designer jeans and a Calvin Klein T-shirt and find my way to the fabled Silom Soi 4, to Telephone, to Rome and so many other bars and clubs I had only read or heard about. Could I find the soi on my own? I probably could have squeezed my guide book, “The Men of Thailand,” into a pocket, but I wasn't going to embarrass myself. I wasn't going to look like a foolish tourist. And besides, how hard could it be? One alley over from Patpong, TMOT told me. And my hotel was a 10-minute walk down Surawong from Patpong. It would be easy. So off I went. I would sate my hunger at a street food stall on Patpong. I was going to get the full Bangkok experience. Then, finally, I began making my way to Soi 4. As I recall now, I was almost at a jog. And maybe my haste was my problem. I ended up making some wrong turns. As everyone knows, there are two Patpongs, but I let this slip my mind. When I finally did turn into Soi 4, well, that's when I broke that Cardinal rule. Only I did not realize it until several long minutes later. ”Are you looking for the gay bars?” someone asked. How did he know? That's exactly what I had been trying to do for, what, 15 minutes? Was I on the wrong street? Again? How many wrong streets could there be? I had initially missed Soi 4 and not realized it until I saw a sign for Soi 2. Surely I didn't double back too far. At least I hadn't got all the way back to Patpong. And who is my interrogator? A gay basher? I don't think I would admit to a stranger back home that I was looking for “the gay bars,” but this is Bangkok, and TMOT, while perhaps failing to give more specific directions to Soi 4, did insist that gays are not harassed in Bangkok, that even taxi drivers wouldn't think twice if I told them to take me to “the gay bars.” So I could tell this guy the truth, whoever he is. ”Yes,” I managed to say. He smiled. He knew the answer. So at least “The Men of Thailand” was right about Thais not being prejudiced against gays. I felt braver. I could safely add to my one-word reply. “Do you know where Telephone is? Is this Soi 4?” ”Follow me,” I remember him saying. “I'll take you there.” So off we went, back out of the alley I was sure was Soi 4. Apparently I had been wrong again. When we got to Silom, we turned right. We walked past the nicknack stalls of the night market. We walked by the first Patpong soi that I had missed earlier in the night. We passed the next Patpong street. Is that really a Christian bookstore on the corner? Odd place for a Christian bookstore. And aren't we going in the wrong direction? Or maybe that was my mistake all along. I was supposed to take a right at the end of Patpong, not a left. Wow, that would have saved me a lot of time. I could already be in Telephone, flirting with a cute local. Or maybe Rome. I really want to go to Rome. I've heard so much about it. The best gay nightclub in Asia, they were calling it. My new best friend then brought me out of my own thoughts. ”Where are you from?” he asked. I told him. “How many times have you been to Thailand?” “When did you arrive?” “How long are you staying?” Hey wait a minute, I thought. How far are we going to walk? One alley over from Patpong, right? And this neighborhood doesn't really look like a nighttime entertainment district anymore. In fact, we seem to be passing a hospital. A Christian hospital. I didn't realize there was such a big Christian influence in Thailand. My inner monologue is often over active. It also has the ability to make the exact same sound as a needle being dragged across a vinyl record when it's about to change topics. “Who is this guy I'm with?” I finally thought. I didn't actually ask that question out loud but I could see a little anxiety in his face as he noted my own. ”Just a little bit more,” he assured me as we turned right onto I don't know what street — a street that did not have nearly as many Friday night revelers on it as the street where I had met ... Who? Who the hell is this guy? And then it hit me. “Oh, no!” my inner monologue screamed. “I broke the TMOT Cardinal rule — ‘DON'T GO WITH TOUTS!’” ”Obviously we're not going to Soi 4,” I managed to say with a snarl. “Where are we going?” ”A gay bar,” the tout answered. “Trust me. You'll like it.” He was practiced. He recognized that I was about to turn back, so he turned into a desperate conversationalist, keeping me stupidly talking to him as we continued turning corners and walking down poorly lit streets until we were there ... Under a sign that read, Galaxy Boys. We walked up to the second floor and into a very dark, very uncrowded bar that had at least a dozen go-go dancers. All young, maybe late teens, early 20s. All with perfectly lean but beautifully defined bodies. All with smooth, bronze skin. All with long, lithe legs. All with supple calf muscles that took shape much higher toward the knee than I had ever seen before. All dressed in nothing but bikini bottoms. And those smiles! The walls appeared to be black, and there was little light, only dim beams that lit the boys on the stage. The ones in the shadows were pulling out their little soldiers and rubbing them until they stood at attention. The achievement of a full erection would bring a broad smile and a glance my way. The tout was right, I kind of did like this place. In fact, I was entranced. There's something to say for sleazy bars. Especially when no one sees you walking into one. I ordered a beer and sat back while the tout walked toward the entrance where he engaged the manager, at least I think she was the manager, in an animated conversation. More of the dancers smiled my way. I smiled back, unsure what else to do. You can probably guess the next several events. The manager and tout would return. The manager would insist one of the boys come down and sit with me. He put his hand on my thigh, and one of my hands on his thigh. His skin was warm, smooth, a little damp. I found myself in the same conversation I had been in minutes earlier with the tout. The go-go dancer took my hand and placed it further up his thigh, so that my pinky was rubbing his cock. He giggled when my head turned, betraying my startlement. ”I like you,” he said without pronouncing the k. I stared into his eyes, and as I searched for the proper response — Was there one? — he began to kiss me. It wasn't a peck, but a full, lips locked, open-mouthed, gentle jaw movement kiss that my tongue remembers well to this day. ”I like you, too,” I said, pronouncing the k and figuring I might as well state the obvious. “I'm also hard as a rock.” I don't think he understood that but the tout and manager seemed to know that the time to pounce was right and they were back at my sofa with a 2,200-baht bill. ”For one beer?” I sneered. ”No for boy off too. And must pay boy another 2,000 baht at hotel.” Apparently it had already been decided that I was taking the best kiss I had ever had back to my hotel. But I balked. I was on my way to Soi 4, remember. I never made it to my intended destination that night. I left Galaxy Boys and returned to my hotel as it had been ordained for me. ... I'm not sure what will come next, a report on Night II of my most recent trip to Bangkok, or me reminiscing about that first trip 23 years ago.

Observation...if BiggusDikkus was paying 2000 THB for an off two decades ago...given inflation, currency fluctuations, etc...today’s prices are a bargain.

while I like to see great bulge it's not fool proof indicator, first there are growers, second sometimes boy try to cheat by stuffing something into their undies to look attractive , third and worst, bulge may indicate presence of mook or , horror of horrors , silicone enhancements

other than already mentioned above , Suriwongse, BBB Inn, Pavillion Place, Nantra Silom, Fah, Baan Silom soi 3, D'Varee Baily Silom, D'Varee Pula Express, Glitz, Wall Street Inn, Red Planet, VSpace, Take-a -Nap - all from personal experience or from recent reports of established posters on this or other 2 gay Thai forums, all within 6 minutes 42 seconds walk from Patpong 2

I’ve come across mooks before, but believe they are not that common. I think they are ugly and don’t see what motifs boys to have them. Silicone enhancement I’ve not seen with boys. As to g-strings etc I think that gay gogos could benefit if the dancers wore a wider variety of apparel. For example jocks as illustrated to the left, tight jeans, speedos and yes g-strings, in addition to the usual white briefs. Perhaps very loose fitting gym shorts also which permit easy access of searching hands.

check apps, some may be there, no personal experience though Out of those three places - Tawan , Tawan and Tawan , Tawan seems to be your best bet still

I like both Best Tailors in Bangkok and Tailor on Ten. The last one is more expensive but both are great!

"OhPease" es muy brillante...safe travels

Fully agreed... !!!

The good news is that ggobkk knows the costs and advantages/disadvantages of Bangkok and Pattaya as well as anyone, and has graciously reported on his adventures at length in the past. Clearly there is a lot of fun to be had in Bangkok and I am always happy to read the reports of forum members who have a good time. Have a great trip, ggobkk! Sorry to be missing you this time, but with luck on your next visit.

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I think the local Spanish boys don't need to make 50€ per fuck income in saunas. If they want to sell, they can probably get more from online venues, or they can probably get a few sponsors/sugar daddies if they know how to network, and of course the price are much higher than sauna rates.

Just returned from a weekend in Barcelona. Enjoyed Thermas on Saturday afternoon/evening. The facility remains modern and clean. More than 50 rentboys with 50 customers. I had a fun time with Junior Carioca who advertises on several sites...very handsome, ripped and accommodating ;0