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I wanted to open another Thai bank account and did so about a month ago with Bangkok Bank. The branch in Central Festival would not proceed as I didn't have the necessary form from immigration, so I made my way over to the Buakhao branch (opposite Pook Swan) where they set me up with an account there and then and I got my Be1st Smart Card and bank book. I took with me the following; Passport, Driver's License, 12 month's worth of apartment receipts, a 3BB invoice with my address written in Thai and some money to deposit. They didn't really look at much other than my passport. Because I'd had issues with Kasikorn Bank in the past I wanted to confirm a number of things with Bangkok Bank, which were; no hidden or unwanted insurance and/or costs, and how low could my balance drop before the account could potentially close. It was confirmed the low limit was B2,000 and no insurance costs would be incurred (unlike Kasikorn with their hidden insurance which I didn't even know I had). So far so good. http://www.bangkokbank.com/BangkokBank/PersonalBanking/Pages/Default.aspx - - - Just as a point of interest, when you add up all your ATM fees when using your home bank's ATM card in Thailand, compared to the total fees incurred for transferring money via SWIFT from your home bank to your Thai bank, the sum involved before you begin to benefit can be quite substantial. In my case, a transfer in the region of £4,000 is required before it becomes worthwhile. If you plan on physically carrying cash into Thailand in order to deposit into your Thai bank account (preferably via other exchange booths) be aware that the maximum allowed (undeclared) is $10,000, or €10,000, or equivalent. Bring a bank receipt for the cash withdrawal with you for any reasonable sum is my advice, plus request bank notes of decent condition.

I, like Sam, had done loads of research prior to booking my first trip. I had found that N.E.P. was one place to go and Soi cowboy was another that I should try. I booked the hotel and flight through a company whose name I cant remember, included in the price was transport from and to the airport from your hotel, which seemed a good deal to me. I was so pumped about the trip it was silly, I packed way too early (like a week prior to leaving) and if I unpacked the case to "check I hadn't forgotten anything" once I did it a dozen times before I left. I booked the taxi from my house to the coach depot to catch the coach up to Heathrow the flight was around 12 mid day but the only coach to get me there for my flight time left at 02:20 in the morning. I finished work that evening and rushed home, had something to eat watched a bit of television, resisted the urge to check the case again "just I case" then decided to try and grab a few hours sleep before the taxi arrived, no chance, I was like a hyperactive kid who had been fed more E numbers than its safe to do and been given a sugar drip. I admitted defeat and got out of bed, I had two hours to kill until the taxi arrived...time passed like it was crawling through treacle I was convinced that the minute hand on the clock was going backwards at one point!. Anyway taxi arrives, coach to the airport and finally onto the flight Thai Airways. 11hours 30 minutes of sitting in a metal tube flying towards Thailand seemed to drag worse than waiting for the taxi we arrived early - a bonus for the now over hyped (read kid on Christmas morning there) me. I was off the aircraft like a sprinter from their blocks through passport/ immigration and onto baggage claim grabbed my case and looked at my watch, I had fifteen minutes until I should have landed so after looking for a sign with my name on it I decided I would go and feed my nicotine habit...well it had been 12 hours since I had last smoked. I went through the automatic doors to the outside world and two things hit me, the noise although not much of a shock but the heat....O.M.G. it was like walking into an oven. within 20 seconds I started to gently rain, something that did not stop until I set foot back on the aircraft 14 days later - a feature that happened each and every trip I did. Long story short car to hotel, as we turned into Soi 4 I saw NEP just as the car pulled into The Nana Hotel car park I had arrived, Cue hyperactive kid on Christmas morning after binging on ALL the chocolate and E numbers!. Got to the room, showered and slept (couldn't sleep on the aircraft and had been awake from the previous morning or the morning before that I honestly couldn't remember!. Woke up at around three in the afternoon, headed out for a quick look around, and then back to the hotel, another shower then something to eat and a free cocktail in the hotels bar then off to NEP. Like Sam I wandered in and stood just looking around the music, the crowds the atmosphere it was and still is if I think about it mind blowing I had never seen or experienced anything like it before and I doubt I ever will again - I still get a buzz from watching you tube vids about the place - sad really but there you go!. I wandered around the place looking into the bars as I went. I stood and looked at the place from the first floor then found a "pub" cant remember what its name was it was right next to G-Spot so I sat in there for a while and had a beer. I ended up at Anglewitch for the evening bar fined a lass and went back to the hotel. It took me three days until I finally took a ladyboy JoJo from Casanovas, as we were leaving a guy looked at her then me and said "its got a cock" I just grinned and said "yer I know that's why ive got her" and carried on to the hotel. Separate showers then a gentle play. I got asked what I would like to do and to this day I still cant work out why I said what I said but I looked at her and said ( after a moments pause) I would like you to fuck me please. To her credit JoJo was very gentle, I had never been fucked but boy did I enjoy it, we finished the evening and she left. On my first trip I had four more ladyboys two were happy to give one refused and the other decided that she didn't understand what I wanted,I finished that first trip having bar fined every night..I was in heaven but all too soon I had to leave. Hated that day, hated the flight home and hated it when I got home. I decided I was going to return as soon as I could and worked like a loon I did every bit of overtime going any week end work had my name on it, it took me six months until I returned to Thailand again this time for 21 days. Thailand had left its mark on me I never decided that I wanted to work or live there but I did know that I wanted to return there again as soon as my trip ended. I missed the place, I missed the smells from the food stalls, the constant noise of the traffic, the chatter of locals and holiday makers alike - although the heat I could have given a miss to it still made part of each and every trip for me. My last trip was 8 long years ago I still want to return maybe I will one day I hope so I do miss the place...and obviously some of the attractions as well.

Meeting a preo-op lb with one ball would be more rare than meeting a pre-op lb with no balls (orchidectomy). In the past it was not uncommon for Thai lbs to have an orchidectomy (testes removal) to prevent becoming mascullinized in their teen years. However changes in the past few years by the Thai surgical association have made it more difficult to have this procedure without parenteral approval. An lb with one ball would likely have to have been born with that condition, or some experienced some sort of traumatic injury requiring the removal of it.

Hi everibody could u tell me which lb has the longest cock in BKK ? ( pics ?) where to find ? contact ? thanks

Never had one in England or Thailand. Never went to any of the "fast food joints" when I was in BKK I always ate off the food stalls along the road. I could get a good meal three or four courses as it were by simply walking half a mile (if I wanted sticky rice and mange for desert!) for less than I would pay for an evening meal in the hotel I stayed at. So no I don't eat or have ever eaten at subway. They do pancakes don't they?

Ive had a couple from the one on Soi Buakhao / corner of Soi Diana because its very close to where I stay, but with all the food outlets around Pattaya its way down my list of choice

Definitely Kelly

Me too, TC. Shagged a hot babe too. The lovely Pai, oh my!

Which one of the #labambalovelies could this be at View's birthday party...?

i do not know why but reading the title of the thread made me laugh 5 minutes.....and i am still smiling typing.....

Yes, bb, I still remember with great fondness that very day you speak of. I recall as we walked along a footpath on one, maybe the first, of our regular route marches around the capital, we began exchanging small trivial details about each other. You told me your family name was the most common of Irish family names. I would not have been able to assume the answer to that so walked along in silence for a few steps. Then you looked sideways at me as we marched, grinned that lovely impish smirk of yours, and said "Bee." We both laughed out loud. I thought that was such grand wit. (Later, in more mundane sentences, we exchanged actual names.) It was indeed the Golden House, on 136 St. Yes, Sam it was the helicopter hotel. But I forgot to mention, the most recent time I stayed there, must be 2 years ago now, the copters were all gone. Same family still running the hotel, but young hubby must have moved his hobby toys into a warehouse or shed or hangar somewhere else.

In the recent past, most Thai banks have made it more difficult for foreigners who are not residents of Thailand to open an account (need a work permit, long stay visa, etc). Bangkok Bank is one of the few remaining banks that is not quite as strict. Here are their requirements for a foreigner to open a savings account: Note that you should also apply for internet banking at the same time - and also check for minimum account balance required to keep the account active. Some banks will close an account if not active for more than x months if it is below the minimum balance.

Anyone been with a thalidomide ladyboy? ~ Back in 1998 in Pattaya I did. I didn't realise at first due to her disguising the fact but in the room it became obvious quickly. She had great legs and was very pretty, so that was enough for me not to renege on the initial arrangement and the necessary deed was duly done at the Flipper Lodge. I liked her, but I never saw her again.

Actually there are some antibiotics that have reduced activity when taken with carbonated drinks - cloxacillin is one. Carbonated beverages are acidic. Medications are generally best taken with liquids with pH 7.0 - water being the best medium. The story regarding the accident, and being the fault of the non-Thai person, is not unique to Thailand. This is common in the Arabian Gulf countries whenever there is a traffic accident with an Arab national. 99% of the time the police and judge (if it goes to court), will give fault to the ex-pat.

This is a sad commentary on how the poor are forgotten/left behind in society. The Philippines are not unique in this - other countries also have significant poor populations, India, Brazil, Venezuela, USA, China, etc. They may not be as concentrated particular areas as the Philippines, the problems for the poor are universal. The solutions are not.

My first trip to Thailand was the most anticipated trip of my life and I had travelled most of the globe up until then. I prepared for almost a year reading the various forums and befriending some members even before meeting them. Prior to the trip I researched, read, and did as much detailed sleuthing about the country as best I could. As the departure date approached I was excited beyond belief not really knowing whether this Land of Smiles was all fantasy or real. I decided it was best not to have high expectations and set out on my trip thinking that whatever I was about to encounter would be an adventure. I was very naive at the time. I packed a ridiculous abundance of Cialis, lub, and condoms. You'd think I was 18 and about to fuck a buffalo herd. I was shaved in areas that hadn't been that smooth since I was a year old. When I think back it was all very silly. I booked my hotel in Bangkok months in advance. I had everything planned down to the finest minute detail. I printed maps, studied the public transit system and knew how I was going to get from the hotel (Majestic Grande) to the circus of Soi 4. I had all of the landmarks I've read about on Soi 4 and Sukhumvit plotted out. I was ready and way, way beyond giddy. The night before my departure I was like a antsy kid on Christmas Eve waiting for Santa Claus to arrive. I could not sleep. In the morning I arrived at the airport at least 4 hours before the flight's departure. I was pumped to say the least. I had 3 flight connections and flew for close to 24 hours before I touched down at Swampy. I think I was the first off the plane. I had organized a fast track with some company. They met me as I disembarked and scooted me through customs, baggage, and into a taxi. It went very fast. It was after 23h00 when I arrived in Swampy. I was checked in the hotel by 00h30. Knowing that the bars would be closing at 02h00 I was convulsing with getting over to Soi 4. I showered, shaved, and scooted out of the hotel by 01h00. I asked the doorman where Soi 4 was and he looked at me oddly for a beat or two. He then pointed to an alleyway from the hotel (Soi 2). He said go straight and turn left which I did as quickly as my little feet could take me. Within a minute I found the motherlode of Soi 4. I was there finally!!! It was wonderful and I strolled slowly taking in the magic of seeing this place for the first time. Then I hit Camelot, NANA PLAZA!!! I walked into the centre of the plaza and just looked up and rotated dizzily taking in the neon and human traffic. I swear I was moving in slow motion. It was breath-taking and I was smiling like the cheshire cat. I was in Wonderland, in NeverNeverLand. I don't think I have ever been happier in my entire life. The clock was ticking. The bars were going to close soon. I was beyond fatigued but to hell with sleeping. I had read all about the ladyboy bars in Nana. Obsessions, Cascade, Temptations, Casanova, etc. I wanted to see them all but time was limited. I had to move fast. So I made a bee-line to Obsessions, walked straight in and when I saw the gaggle of gorgeous ladyboys on stage my heart was pounding out of my chest. I sat down, ordered a drink and I believe starting drooling out of the side of my mouth. I wanted them ALL!!! I simply could not believe what was in front of me. I was fixated and my legs were paralyzed. It was fine if I never moved from the spot for the rest of my life. There are no words to describe the wonderment of it all. Within 5 minutes of getting there I noticed a real beauty off to the side leaning against the wall. I made eye contact and beckoned her over. She smiled and walked towards me, sat, took my hand, rubbed my thigh, and asked if I liked her. I mumbled yes and immediately paid the bar fine. Within 10 minutes I was in and out of Obsessions with my very first ladyboy in my entire life. I walked from Nana Plaza back to my hotel proud as a peacock and couldn't believe my good fortune. As we entered my room I was extremely nervous. I had gone over this scenario over and over again in my head for years but now I was like a schoolboy taking a communal shower in gym for the first time. She remained calm and sweet. She showered as I waited on the bed fidgeting like a retarded Woody Allen. She came out wrapped in a towel and snuggled up to me. Before I knew it I had a ladyboy cock in my hand for the first time. And it was rock hard. Yipppeeeeee. Then in my mouth!! Yippeeeee squared. She was soft, gentle, and kissed like an angel. My first experience with a ladyboy was like nothing I had ever experienced before. Then she asked if I wanted her to fuck me. "What?!?!" I said. Hmmm I never thought of that. Stupidly, that part of the ladyboy experience never occurred to me before. It frightened me. I had never done that. She said she would be gentle and I believed her so I tried. Hahahahaha!!! I simply couldn't do it. It hurt like hell even though she was of modest size. I declined which she was fine with. We then proceeded to satisfy each other in other ways and it was nothing short of immense bliss. That was my first night in LOS. For two weeks I pranced around the neighbourhood and had LBs and GGs galore. It was heaven. I would get up early in the morning and wander over to Lolita's for my AM blow job. From there I would have a inexpensive lunch and then hang in the various beer bars on Soi 4. I would spend the afternoons just watching the scene. At 16h00 I'd go back to hotel to shower, shave, and prepare for the evening. By 17h30 I was back at Nana sitting at the railings of Big Dogs or Lucky Luke's to watch the parade. Suddenly I was an ancient decadent Roman Senator spending my days fucking; eating; fucking; drinking; fucking; meeting friends; fucking; relaxing; and fucking again. I felt I had died and was in heaven. By the time my first trip was coming to an end I had already organized a return trip for 5 or 6 weeks later. There was no way in hell I was going to stay way from my new found Garden of Eden. I soon returned for another 14 days and once again booked another trip. This pattern continued for that entire year. I believe I made 7 trips back to Bangkok during my first year. AND I had not discovered Pattaya yet. That happened the following year. During my first year I went through the standard withdrawals. I hated leaving Thailand. I hated being back home. I hated work. I yearned for Thailand. I lived every day dreaming about my next departure date. All I could think about was how to get back and when. My life's pre-occupation became organizing my work and finances allowing me to get back to Thailand. I spend countless hours trying to figure out a way to move there permanently. It was all very serious but as time went on with realities kicking in and as I learned more and more about Thais, how they see things, their beliefs, etc. my enthusiasm waned. This has more to do with the practical aspects of my life than anything else. Nowadays, years later, I try to get back a few times a year. I do miss the great friends I had the good fortune to make on these forums. I miss meeting up with them and just being carefree. I miss Bangkok and its vibe. I miss Pattaya and all that is bizarrely special there. I miss the food and certainly miss the weather. So yes. There is no where on earth I would rather be. Discovering the Land of Smiles is without a doubt a true highlight in my life. I consider myself blessed to have had the opportunity to experience the phenomenon of Thailand. Truly a special place on God's green earth.