My visit to Chantaburi, Thailand

The first time I visited Thailand was December, 1983 to January, 1984. I crossed by train from Lahore, Pakistan to Amritsar, India, on November 11, 1983. Then, I took a bus to Delhi and Agra. Then, I took a bus to Pokhara, Nepal and then to Kathmandu, Nepal. Then a bus to Lucknow, India, then a train to Calcutta, India, then a bus to Jessore, Bangladesh and then to Dhaka, Bangladesh. Then, because road passage to Burma was not allowed by Burma, I flew to Rangoon, Burma, hitchhiked from Rangoon to Mandalay, Burma, then took a train back to Rangoon and flew to Bangkok, Thailand.

After a few days in Thailand, I flew to Hong Kong, took trains to Beijing and Shanghai, China and then flew to Japan, arriving in February, 1984, where I stayed for one year.
Map of Thailand showing location of Chantaburi

I now just want to tell the story of what happened in Chantaburi, Thailand.

After just a few days in Bangkok, I wanted to see some of the rest of the country. I went to the Eastern bus station. All the signs were in the Thai language and alphabet, which I could not read. It was nighttime and the bus station ticket sellers were nearing closing time. I looked at the signs. Although I could not read the place names, I could see the prices. Since I wanted to go to some place far away, I picked out the highest priced ticket. The last bus for there had already left. So, I kept pointing the ticket sellers (who spoke no English) to the highest prices on the signs I could find for a bus which had not yet left. Finally, the ticket sellers sold me a ticket. I got on a bus. I had no idea where I was going.

I learned what my destination would be when late at night I arrived in the town of Chantaburi, which is in South-Eastern Thailand, near to the border with Cambodia. I got off the bus and checked into a hotel.

The clerk at the hotel desk said: "You must have come here for the carnival". Of course, I knew nothing about the carnival. I asked how to get there. I got a taxi, which took me to the far end of town, going in the direction of Cambodia.

The carnival was very big. Tens of thousands of people were there, a big surprise for such a remote corner of Thailand. There were rides on ferris wheels and the like and all sorts of games to be played. It reminded me of the county fairs that I used to go to when I was a kid in America.

Before long, I noticed a booth, with four young girls standing inside. As I watched, four young men went into the booth with the girls. A curtain came down. Only 30 seconds later, the curtain went back up. The four young men had a satisfied look on their faces. They came out, and four other young men went into the booth. The curtain came down again.

I became curious about this. I got in line and bought a ticket. The ticket cost only two baht. At the exchange rate at the time, this cost me 8 cents, American money.

When my turn came, I went into the booth with three other men. The curtain came down. As soon as the curtain came down, the young girl who was in front of me grabbed my hand, pushed my hand down into her panties, and stuck my finger into her pussy.

Then, seconds later, the young girl abruptly pulled my hand out of her pussy. At just the moment that she got my hand out of her pussy and out of her panties, the curtain went back up.

This was an amazing deal. I had gotten a free feel for just eight cents, American money.

I went around the fair. There were several other booths with young girls in them. I went into each of them, and had my finger stuck into many young pussies, all at the cost of two baht each.

There were not only these booths. Near the front of the fair there was a big stage. About 50 young girls were sitting in chairs at one end of the stage. Young men were in line buying tickets. After a man bought a ticket, he would go onto the stage and give the ticket to one of the girls. The girl would come out and dance with him.

These girls were fantastic dancers. Most of them could kick higher than their heads. They were doing fantastic, acrobatic dances. These girls were very young and most of them were beautiful. I can still remember them dancing on stage.

As I stood watching this, I wanted to go on stage and dance with them, too. However, I am a terrible dancer. It would be ridiculous for me to be on stage with something like that. I did not have the nerve to do it.

Of course, I now regret that I did not have the courage to go up on stage with one of those girls. I would have made a fool of myself, but it would have been an experience I could remember for the rest of my life.

One of the things I did not like about the "kissing booths" as I called them was that many of the young men were rough on the girls. Most of the young men who went into the booths with me were soldiers in the Thai Army. They were wearing their Army uniforms. Inside the booths, sometimes a young man would grab a girl's breast and turn and twist it hard, hurting the girl. The girl would cry. But, when the curtain went up, the girl would not say anything. The young man would go out and the young girl would stand there waiting for the next customer.

I did not feel that these girls were prostitutes. Of course, they were obviously not virgins, but I felt that if someone had offered them money for sex, they would have declined. One reason I felt this way was that if they were prostitutes, why would they sell a free feel for only two baht, plus of course they did not even get the two baht, which went to the owner of the booth.

I also had a certain amount of sympathy for the young men. There was a war going on a few miles away from us in Cambodia. These young men were likely to be on the border patrol, in constant danger of being killed when the war spilled across the border into Thailand, as it often did. To get time off from the military to come to the fair to feel a girl's breast or pussy for two baht was probably a big deal for them.

The next afternoon, I went back to the carnival. Now it was daytime and the same girls were there, sitting on the ground. They were waiting for evening time when the fair would start again. They seemed to recognize me. I tried to communicate with them, but of course they could not speak English.

Before going to the fair, I walked around Chantaburi. I found an Australian man and his Japanese girlfriend. They were the only foreigners I ever saw while I was in Chantaburi. They were buying sapphires and other semi-precious stones. They could speak some Thai. People on the street were bringing up stones for them to look at. Most of the stones they rejected as fake or worthless, but they did buy one or two stones. I later learned that Chantaburi is a center for semi-precious stones, especially sapphires.

Finally, I asked the hotel desk clerk where I could go to get laid. He called a taxi and said something to the driver. The driver took me out of town going east towards Cambodia.

We arrived at what looked like a farm, out in the country. I got out and told the taxi driver to wait. I went inside the gate. A man came out with lots of girls behind him. Since none of them spoke English, they had a conference and called a girl. The girl came out. Her skin was very white. She was about 19 years old.

To my tremendous surprise, the girl spoke almost perfect, fluent English. She was the best English speaker I had ever encountered anywhere in Thailand. I asked her how it happened that she spoke English. "I speak English because my father was Chinese. That is the reason that I speak English", she said.

She then showed me around. The place looked like it might have been an animal barn, with corrugated tin walls and a tin roof. She took me into the first large room. There were about 50 girls there. I looked at each one of them. Then, she took me to the next room. Another 50 girls. Then she took me to the third room. Yet, another 50 girls. Finally, she took me to the fourth room. Still yet another 50 girls.

Finally, she said, "Now, you have seen all the girls. Which girl do you want?"

"The girl that I want is you", was my reply.

"Me? Why do you want me?", she blushed. "There are many girls here. Many are more beautiful than me, and younger than me, too."

"That does not matter. The girl I want is you", I said. "Are you in the management here or something?", I asked.

"No. I am the same as the other girls here", was her reply.

She then had a conference with the manager. Finally, she told me to come with her to a back room. She quoted a price of 50 baht. (About two dollars).

"No. I do not want to go with you into a back room", I said. "I want you to come with me to my hotel."

She now went into an even longer conference with her manager. Finally, she said, "OK. I will come with you."

We went back to my taxi. However, when we got into the taxi, her manager got into the taxi with us, too. We went to my hotel.

When we went up the stairs to my hotel room, the man who had come with us also followed us up the stairs. The girl and I went into my hotel room. The man did not follow us into the room. Instead, he stayed outside the door and waited.

This was not the sort of romantic interlude that I had in mind. The truth is that I was really attracted to this girl. True, she was not especially beautiful, but she seemed bright and capable and highly intelligent. I already had dreams of taking her to America or to wherever I happened to be going. I wanted her to be my girlfriend. That is why I had wanted to bring her to my hotel room, instead of having sex with her at a cheaper price, where I had met her.

But, that was not to be. A man was waiting outside our hotel room door. She told me that he was going to wait there until she left. I could see that this "romance" was going nowhere. Finally, we both got undressed and got into bed. I had sexual intercourse with her. I came inside of her. Then, she put her clothing back on and left.

I never saw that girl again.

(I have a dream. It is amazing the number of people whose acquaintance I have renewed over the World Wide Web. If that girl happens to see this posting, please contact me.)

Sam Sloan

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