uppercut to the chin for B.G.'s dad

[Pompal 09.]

During my 4 trips to LOS I have had experiences with memories that will last me a lifetime. It is truly amazing that no matter how much excitement I have ever had in my life, the ones that I think I will always reflect back on most are from t-land.
The “This is Thailand” quote couldn’t be more true to someone who has been there and done that to sum up the whole experience.
This story is reflective of the atmosphere and expectations I had on a trip last year.

Then I met a 26 yr old bar girl who had been a mistress of a British diplomat. He had been sending her plenty if baht every month for 4 years. She had a car, college education, and of course a daughter living with her parents in a village named Phosai.
The sugar daddy died.
She was back working part time as a BG.
I met her in BKK while she was working in a bar on Sukhumvit around soi 11.

(Fast forward --- to 3 visits later in the span of 6 months

We flew up to Phosai, a small village in the north east, met her parents, ate great food on the floor with our hands out of very cool steamer baskets, swam in a wide river on the thai/lao border, went to bars, shopped at markets where some people had never seen a white person before and had to touch my skin. It was amazing, like a dream.

Back to the good part- The- “This is Thailand” part that I mentioned.

At the time I was 46years old weighed 250 lbs and 6’3” tall
(17.85 stone, 190.5 cm tall) Played rugby here in the states, second row and am still in good shape (somewhat)
Unbeknown to me-the father of her daughter hears that there is a house guest over at Nam’s parent’s house. All he knows is that there is a new boyfriend and he is from America and spending time where he would like to be lodging or should I say lodged. This guy, Khum starts drinking and by 10:30pm he is lit thinking about a little pay back. I however, was sleeping. Khum leaves the bar and goes mobile via a motor bike and arrives at the dark house. I am sleeping in a spare room, Nam is in her room with her daughter, her mom and dad are sleeping downstairs in the living room, on a mat under a mosquito net. This dude quietly enters the house through the unlocked back door, he knows the layout of the house and is in my room except I don’t know it quite yet.

Khum jumps on me and sits on my chest and starts pummeling my head with rights and lefts at the same time and one after the other. I wake up to this …. Like what the Fcuk!! I thought is was her dad, maybe he had found out about the crimes against nature that I had been performing with his daughter and he was settling things the farmers way. I finally got a glimpse of the perpetrator and remember, even in that situation how surprised I was- to not know the dude that was smacking me around. I got my leg up and tossed him off my chest just as Nam’s dad entered the fracas but the lighting was bad and I didn’t know it was him. There is a lot of yelling in Thai and that’s when my adrenalin went into high gear. I thought the dad (I didn’t know it was him) was also trying to get me since he was grabbing me while trying to break things up. Big mistake….first I set my sights on the dad. I hit him with a full force, close quarter uppercut to the chin and he was down! The home invader’s face was visible to me from an outside light shining through the window. He was horrified to see me on my feet and he was screaming like a girl. I hit him so many times in the 10 seconds before Nam turned on the light that it made me feel a bit ill afterward. Anyway the dad and x boyfriend are on the floor, the dad is moving the x appears afraid to stand up. The mom is crying and Nam is just staring at me in disbelief.
We all go downstairs and have bottled water and wipe up my bloody lip and cold cloth for the x boyfriends swollen shut eye. He gave me a wai and took off on his bike. The whole story lasted 10 minutes and we all went back to bed. The next morning I tried to have Nam translate an apology to her father (I didn’t know it was him) but he had already spoke with her about the incident and did not blame me for kicking ass on them. He was cool about things despite an obviously sore jaw at breakfast. I think I was lucky because if he was mad about things Nam would not have sided with the house guest. The mom never warmed up to me.
Maybe it had something to do with touching the elder family members head.
Over all I had a great time –“This is Thailand”


I am going back for 2 weeks for the 1st time in 1 ½ years on Oct21- ----


As my dad once said to me- Son, how many vices do you have?
( I was 16 yrs old- Drunk, high and smelling of cigarettes, with a girl in my bedroom when I decided to lie about everything)