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I first heard about Bangla Road in Patong from a Siamese housemate of mine when I was still working as a site engineer in Kota Kinabalu back in 2004. He was so excited talking about it as if being in Bangla Road is like being inside a vagina or something. LOL!
Five years later, I landed in Patong on the island of Phuket and I intended to find out how exactly this Bangla Road was like in real. I spared my last night in Patong checking out what this famous street has to offer.
Bangla Road in the daytime is just like any other street in Patong – a variety of shops, crowded with people and busy traffic.
But the moment the road is closed for traffic at 6 pm, it will turn into the epicenter of night life in Phuket with people cramming up into the pubs, bars, night clubs and karaoke lounges all over the area. Entering Bangla Road is like entering a road festival. Everybody seems to be partying and they are partying hard.
Consumption of alcohol is unbelievably crazy with hundreds of gallons of beer are poured into the bellies of thirsty visitors every night, 7 days a week.
There are dozens of night clubs offering a variety of shows that are slated to complete anyone’s sleazy and wild Thai imagination. They come with a variety of flashy and sleazy names as well.
There were peddlers holding up placards advertising what Bangla Road is most famous for – Go Go Show a.k.a Tiger Show.
Out of curiosity, I took a hasty turn into one of the less-crowded corners and made my way into one of the Go Go Bars. Mind to tell you, most of the Go Go Bars would be advertised with ‘No Entrance Fee’. Well, they are telling the truth. There is NO entrance fee and you can walk in and out freely.
But here’s the cache. They’d put it into the first bottle of your order. My first small bottle of beer was billed at a whooping 500 baht! (RM 50). Quite expectedly, any bottle of beer that I ordered later had been much cheaper at about 150 baht per bottle.
So, I was there, feeding up nothing but my eyes with nude young girls dancing all around the stage. Looking up at them, it was such a surreal experience. While some part of me was enjoying the show, some was quite sympathetic. The girls have to succumb to their job of feeding the lustful eyes of the visitors every night. To me it is one of the worse types of exploitation against women.
Then I hopped into another place that I happened to find almost by accident. Named Body Nude Club, I was glad that I went there. Apart from a Western guy, I had the club pretty much all to myself. The show was much more interesting to watch that the first club that I went to. The girls really defined the meaning of ‘drop-dead gorgeous’ at its best, the kind that you’d only find on the fashion runways in KL, no kidding!
During one part of the show, a girl took a lingering shower inside a full-glass 'bathroom' to the full view of the audience (which was me and the Western guy anyway). They called it a 'shower show'. I’d never seen an adult girl taking a shower right before my eyes ever before. I mean, in nude. :-P
Some of the shows were quiet too weird for my virgin eyes. A nude lady would show up every now and then performing a series of weird shows which among others included dropping a golf ball right into the mouth of a bottle or a beer mug. Then she'd blew a candle out as well as shoot a dart right into a balloon. Well, they all sound quite easy except that she did it all with her vagina! It was just so amazing to see what the girl could do with her thing. She even pulled things out her vagina such as a long rope and a string of needles. Gosh. I was so curious I actually asked if I could check her gifted thing out with my fingers but she politely refused. LOL!
During one of the sessions (it was a series of performances), I was asked (they actually had to drag me) to come on stage and one of the girls came up to do a lap dance on me. I was asked to strip her off with my bare hands, starting from her shirt all the way down to the very last piece. I did it all in the name of adventure and nothing more. I knew the image of the girl would keep lingering in my spoiled head for very long time and sure enough it did. Damn.
Just downstairs of this Body Nude Club was an aqua club. My sense of adventure again took the better of me so I went in. I bought a bottle of Tiger, took a seat on the front row, and watched the group of ‘lady boys’ perform a series of songs including Diana Ross’ I Will Survive and Britney’s Baby One More Time. They consisted of a lead singer and a group of back-up dancers which made the show seem so hilarious and entertaining.
Being alone on the front row seemed to attract their attention. May be they got curious as to why a young and good-looking guy (ehem!) like me would come to sit alone on the front seat of an aqua show. The lead singer would come up to me and do all the seductive acts HE could which among others included stretching HIS legs out on my table and seductively pouting HIS lips to me. I was quite to say "no thanks", not once but several times just to make sure he got the message right. LOL.
Lady boys in Phuket can be very deceivingly beautiful. They are nothing like the ones you see roaming the streets of Kg. Air in KK (Kota Kinabalu) at night. Patong is full of beautiful girls, I have no doubt.
But when a girl in Phuket is TOO beautiful to be a girl, there’s a big chance that is be one of them - the lady boys.
This one here insisted that I should take a picture of her baring her booby after I told her that I was in Phuket for some kind of 'blogging trip'.
When the show finally ended, I decided I'd had enough of the adventures. I was later back in the street and took a seat at a bar corner called Lotus Blue.
It was amazing to sit down and just watch the world revolve around you. Everybody seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Moment pictures of visitors that came to the bar were plastered all over the wall. I kind of liked them. Somehow, they brought in such a friendly atmosphere to the bar.
An American girl that I had a chat with must be so impressed by my sweet and sugary talks that she tucked a flower behind my ear. She even took this picture and requested it to be put in my blog.
After spending an hour or so in the bar, I decided it was time to say good bye to Bangla Road. I was quite drunk that everything around me was shaking and blur as I staggered my way back to the hotel.
Somehow, I managed to get back to the hotel room all in once piece. My travel buddy complained the next morning about me making weird sounds in my sleep. My innocent being must have be trying to expel all the devils of Bangla Road off me. Heh.