It’s Monday, folks. And what does every Monday have in common? They all suck. So let’s find something positive to meditate on. Here’s another ‘love-Thailand’ blog by a happy visitor who does nothing but sing the praises of TLOS. And as a kindred spirit, I’m all too happy to join in the love fest. Skipping…
Of the three red light districts in Bangkok, Nana has always been my 2nd favorite. But the times, they are a-changin’ gents, and the RLD isn’t immune to it. Used to be I’d hit Cowboy and Nana once a week, just for the chick variety and change of scenery. But over time I’ve kind of…
G’day, friend. It’s your man Seven, coming to you from deep in the Bangkok red-light district. It’s Frowback Friday, which for me means posting to the interweb a long-lost drunken soliloquy that was previously published on a now defunct online platform from the early 2000s. It paints a vivid picture of just how bleak the…
In our continuing effort to lift up blogs that explain why we expats choose to live here, this week we turn to bangkok.com’s list of reasons to love Thailand. Again as last week, we’re skipping the BPCFW’s (beaches, people, cost of living, food, and weather), and instead focusing on the aspects most people miss. Let’s…
When the owner of the world famous Club Electric Blue told me he was closing his gogo bar and reopening as a high end steakhouse in Patpong, I was crestfallen. EB was, and still is, my favorite gogo bar of all time. I cut my teeth in EB, found all my favorite girls in EB,…
Well hello, friend. Seven here. Seeing as how it’s Friday, and on this day we here at PPNL like to frowback, I’ve submitted below for your contemplation another excerpt from my depressing past. Harken if you will back to the early 2000s when this now happy-go-lucky lothario lived a life of tenuous, seething solitude. Back…
Greetings reader, it’s Seven here. If you’ve read my previous blogs you know about my “Take This Blog and Shove It” series wherein I destroyed badly-written hate-Thailand articles. That series is at its end, because I’ve realized that 1—there’s no way to stop poor writers from producing shitty blogs about the country I love, and…
I know what you’re going to say. “Seven, if you think the CIA cased you out in Patpong, please give me some of whatever you were smoking.” But I’m serious—it happened. And it wouldn’t be much of a stretch, since Patpong was a Mecca for spies a few decades back. Here’s the tale: About…