Chao Na wrote:

Your problem is that you stick to the over-priced show-off restaurants that corporate suits and their Amex Corporate cards love.  Seafood shack on the river?  Right...you're probably talking about Baan Klang Nam or Good View or one of those other places that sell prawns for 500 baht a piece.

You will find better food, ambiance, and more interesting dining companions at places that don't even know what a credit card looks like.

Honestly, do you think the prawns were always 500 baht a piece at Baan klang Nam. Just another thing to point finger at the corporate sluts for arranging with their expense accounts. I agree. I used to think a credit cards welcome sign on a restaurant door was a bad sign. I still do in some ways, especially out of town.

It usually means, crap over priced food.

I don't remember people here as being so extraordinarily assumptive about other posters. Are you saying if I stayed at the BBBinn this would all be credible to you? How shallow. I rarely spend a fortune on good food, good food is good food it shouldn't cost a packet. I thought 800baht for a tiny in house fresh grilled hamburger and chips outrageous even though I was forced to have one at least three times, simply because everything was closed.

Plus room service and tip that makes a hamburger and chips 1000baht.  This is standard pricing in good hotels. Outrageous of course.

Cedric wrote:

I thought 800baht for a tiny in house fresh grilled hamburger and chips outrageous even though I was forced to have one at least three times, simply because everything was closed.

"Everything was closed"?  Hahaha!  This tells me all I need to know about you and your dining repertoire.  We're talking about BANGKOK for chrissakes, Cedric!  You can find food so outstanding that it should bring tears to your eyes at any hour of the day or night.  Poor baby, forced to buy an 800 baht hamburger THREE TIMES because the entire city was dark and not a bit to eat.  Pathetic.

Chao Na wrote:

"Everything was closed"?  Hahaha!  This tells me all I need to know about you and your dining repertoire.  We're talking about BANGKOK for chrissakes, Cedric!  You can find food so outstanding that it should bring tears to your eyes at any hour of the day or night.  Poor baby, forced to buy an 800 baht hamburger THREE TIMES because the entire city was dark and not a bit to eat.  Pathetic.

Is there a shortage of Prozac in Thailand at the moment? Im beginning to think so. if you ever been to the Sukhothai you will realise that it's not exactly in the thick of things. A long long driveway leads you through green and pleasant lands to a veritable desert of traffic ,fumes, embassies and bus stops.

Lumpini or that nice preppy fusion place just up the road from the Babylon would've been the closest. But I didn't feel like the walk, actually I hardly see the need to justify myself just take my word for it. Lunch every day I was in the hotel for it next to the pool was a similar rip off. Except three times the price.

What's a boy to do take in dripping plastic bags of goodies from some distant street vendor and set up shop on the loungers? Honestly I would prefer, it would be just as good if not better.

What I dont mind paying for is the Terrace Suite, the tranquility, the charming service, garden and not forgetting of course a fucking nice super size me comfortable bed.

Cedric wrote:

What I dont mind paying for is the Terrace Suite, the tranquility, the charming service, garden and not forgetting of course a fucking nice super size me comfortable bed.

Does that come with its own bell hop, Cedric? Now that would  be convienent!

(For that sort of money, I prefer to downsize and give to charity)

Cedric wrote:

What I dont mind paying for is the Terrace Suite, the tranquility, the charming service, garden and not forgetting of course a fucking nice super size me comfortable bed.

Does that come with its own bell hop, Cedric? Now that would  be convienent!

(For that sort of money, I prefer to downsize and give to charity)

No not a bell hop but a very sweet Isan valet. He was absolutely marvellous, bringing me fresh fruits and flowers every day, not the usual Chinese pear, lady finger bananas or rose apple, but rambutans, mangoes. longans, lychees some I've never heard off, but very good and from Isan, anything good he could find on his way to work.
What a cutie and tightly packed butt to match, I could've spent hours watching him bent over the bath legs spread while he played with taps, he seemed to love spending ages running a bath. The weather necessitated at least three ice cold baths a day anyway.

Its touches like these I really think make it worth while.

Im thinking of getting rid of the Filipinos and hauling him over. I am seriously thinking of getting rid of them.

I just wish to make a disclaimer, I mean an apology, as I see I might have inadvertently upset some forumites.

My most humblest of apologies to any blue collar workers  or middle management who may have taken offence, it was not my intention. Gays don't generally behave this way unless they are Australian so I wasn't in fact including anyone here that isn't Australian.

Should I have sounded thoughtless and tacky to anyone, I'm sorry. Indeed I have some good and valued friends in middle management.

Cedric
      

Cedric, you are obviously rich and can afford these lovely accessories.  There is absolutely no need to apologize.

Diec wrote:

Cedric, you are obviously rich and can afford these lovely accessories.  There is absolutely no need to apologize.

Im not apologising for anything of the sort!!!
Im apologising for making gross generalisations about middle management. What I'm trying to say is that they're not all bad. Its the straights that let the team down, tarnishing the good name of middle management by getting rowdy and drunk and loud in restaurants, behaving like the entire world is interested in their sad little lives.

Fine in the UK where its expected but in Thailand it comes across as crude and arrogant.

I find this everywhere I go..I mean once they let me in the door that's really the end of the place.

As Groucho said.."any club that would have me as a member I wouldn't want to join".

Lunchtime O'Booze wrote:

I find this everywhere I go..I mean once they let me in the door that's really the end of the place.
As Groucho said.."any club that would have me as a member I wouldn't want to join".

I'm somewhat in the same mold, Lunch.  Based on several postings, I don't think I'd want to hang around the crowd that Young Master Cedric seems to worship.  After all, I have me standards!



(and, if/when I find my standards, I'll put them to damn good use!)

Lunchtime O'Booze wrote:

As Groucho said.."any club that would have me as a member I wouldn't want to join".

   Another trend in Thailand is for western tourists to take it into the streets bear bottle and all. I saw one terrorising a foot massage place by staring in the window at anything in a skirt, he then went in and they all turned white with fright.
I was in half a mind to go in and send him packing when he sat or rather fell head first into a settee his face buried in the cushions. No harm done I thought. Perhaps he will suffocate. He looked half dead already. And carried on my way.

This is great reading...  You can't usually get this kind of name calling, mud slinging entertainment without watching Jerry Springer  LOL

I find that I have to agree: this thread is getting funnier and funnier.  And it's a kind of humor that's getting harder and harder to find (or is it?)  I think the genre might be "unconscious self-parody."

For example, drooling over the butt of your hotel-boy, while apparently denying any sort of desire to actually DO something with him. (Such as caressing that butt!)

Another example: Cedric says he was raised in Kenya (Hey!  Did he know Barack Obama??) and now lives in Hong Kong.  He stays at expensive places (drooling over butts), and has actually paid 3,000 baht for hamburgers in one day!  And all the while he is convinced that burgers from McDonald's are a deadly poison.  (Cedric dear -- why aren't there a billion corpses?)

Can anyone say: VERY WEALTHY BRITISH EX-COLONIAL, WHOSE MAIN DESIRE IS TO RISE INTO THE ARISTOCRACY?

Another example: "I'll have to get rid of the Filipinos?"  Huh?  What Filipinos, Cedric?  Employed in what capacity?  (Jesus, I hope they don't have butts to drool over!)

Another example: his posting about LOVE, which managed to omit one significant detail about himself.  Not only was he a young farang, presumably good-looking, he was a VERY RICH YOUNG FARANG.  Oh!  That explains a lot.

Have you ever noticed that many of the young & beautiful flock to those who are (a) socially dominant -- think about the pecking order-- and/or (b) those who have (I love the phrase) "access to resources?"  (How do we translate "resources?" Trust funds?  Bonds? Bank accounts? A mine in Kenya?)

As for just having a good meal -- come up to Chiang Mai and try The House or Casablanca.  No corporate types at all.  But then again (ho ho!) Cedric seems not to realize that he is patronizing the very sort of places where these jerks show up!   :-)

Disclaimer: I drool over cute butts myself!  :-)

Henry Cate wrote:

WHOSE MAIN DESIRE IS TO RISE INTO THE ARISTOCRACY?

The aristocracy, well what left of them are all bums in thread bare corduroy believe me. Most have turned the family pile into bed and breakfast or horrific heritage sites for hoards of Vauxhall drivers. Hardly worth aspiring to now is that. The colonies were a safe bet for most of them. Growing tea  had its charms.

I never compromise good staff. The thought would never occur to me, and if it did I would ask for a replacement.