Just to warn you, this blog post contains some gory details. The last few days have been quite heavy, with yesterday night being the heaviest. I’ve passed some personal borders as I ate chicken feet (in a spicy soup), oysters (which I’ve never tried before) and I saw a corpse lying next to the street.
Obviously all this (except the corpse) happened under influence of my friends Tam and Mo here in Hua Hin. The first night I met them again after not seeing them for a few months, we went out and kept it quite decent, though the evening ended very late. We started off by having one cocktail in a bar near to the bar where Tam used to work, as we were awaiting Mo who was about to finish his shift at that bar. We jumped on Tam’s motorbike and had some drinks in a ladyboy bar which has the exotic name ‘Suky 2’. There we started drinking San Miguel light beer. I now know that the ‘light’ doesn’t mean that the beer is low on calories, but just that your head feels light after having some of them. We then went to a discotheque called ‘Hua Hin Beer Brewing Company’, but it wasn’t good enough there so I vaguely remember going to another discotheque. And of course we had some more beers.
At 2am the discotheque closed under curfew rules instated by the military government. We then went for some noodle soup at a stand on the side of the road (which was still opened). What to do when all bars are closed? Well… when you know people, you KNOW people and doors are opened. Thus we went back to Suky 2, were visibly the party ended, but in fact it was still going on behind the doors. Some more beers later I saw on my watch it was already 7am and this fact was confirmed when I looked out of the door and noticed that the sun was already shining. To finish we had another dinner (spicy chicken feet soup and oysters) at some dodgy restaurant. At 8am I said goodbye to my friends and started wandering the streets of Hua Hin to get back to my hotel, where I finally saw my bed at 9am.
As now you should understand how my friends are, I will start writing about yesterday night, as I crashed into a wedding party they were at (something I would usually not do, but circumstances decided otherwise). The evening started with my father calling off our daily dinner date, because his wife didn’t feel very well. I decided to have a quiet evening then, go for a massage, pedicure and manicure and then have some light dinner in Hua Hin city center. I walked to the city center and entered a massage parlor, where I had my nails and feet done and got a wonderful shoulder- neck- and back-massage. I then walked around the small streets with bars and restaurants looking for the right place to have dinner. Unknowingly I passed Suky 2 bar and all of a sudden I heard some guys screaming my name. These guys were Tam and Mo, whom I thought to be at a wedding that night. Apparently the wedding party was going on in Suky 2 bar, so I joined them for one beer. They were there with a French guy and his Thai girlfriend and the married couple was a Dutch guy with a Thai lady. A real lady. So I want to stress again that I joined them for just ONE beer. During that first beer, they started offering shots of tequila to everyone. I was kind of obliged to participate. When my first beer was finished I probably already had about 4 shots of tequila, Jägermeister and some pink liquor. By that time, the second beer was already ordered, without my consent. Anyhow, halfway that second beer I felt really sick as I hadn’t eaten at all that night. So I left the bar and sat down on the corner of the street to cool down a bit.
My friends quickly joined me with a cold wet towel and some water just to make sure I was alright. I took a small sip of water… and then all the booze I had that night came out the same way it went in, but probably just a bit faster. Next thing I remember I was on a motorbiketaxi back to my hotel, where this morning I woke up feeling really sick.
I stayed in bed all day and just went out to the 7-11 to get some cold drinks. While I was walking there, avoiding all cars on the roads, I noticed how dangerous Thai roads can really be. A dog was hit by a car, his eyeball popped out of its skull and obviously the poor animal was dead. And even though it was a street dog, the Thai people working at a nearby shop gave the beast a decent funeral as they were digging a hole and wrapping it in big empty rice bags. This really illustrated to me how Thai people think about the circle of life and death. And now back to the real world and try to get rid of this headache, while wondering how it can be that those small thin Thai guys can drink that much without having a hangover!
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