Visa Run - Pattaya to Sihanoukville by Jaggs Peter

Author:Jaggs, Peter [Jaggs, Peter]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Bangkokbooks.com
Published: 2010-07-17T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

After I had been on Victory Hill a week, I was seriously beginning to doubt my chances of finding Psorng-Preng at all. I really had done my best. I had shown Ron’s photograph around all the bars on The Hill and downtown and to anyone else I happened to bump into who I thought might know her, and now the number of places on the list Ron had given me back in Pattaya was becoming smaller and smaller.

When I first arrived in town I thought the prospect of my success was pretty good. The Hill was so small I guessed surely somebody must know of Psorng-Preng, but although nearly everyone I showed the picture to remembered Ron, so far the face of his girl had produced only vacant looks and head-shaking. I wasn’t sure if—similar to the Thai people—the residents of Sihanoukville were reluctant to divulge the whereabouts of a fellow Cambodian and were deliberately feigning ignorance, or if they had really hadn’t seen her. Either way, up until now my best efforts had drawn a complete blank.

My lack of good fortune in locating Ron’s girl was matched only by my equally pitiful attempts at getting to know the Cambodian girls better. Joe Bucket was learning a lesson. In Thailand, wangling cheapies and freebies had become almost a way of life and my ability to speak Thai enabled me to get myself both into and out of countless sticky situations, many of them pleasurable, and some not so. To date—here in Cambodia—the only lovers tryst I had enjoyed so far that could be regarded as any kind of a triumph at all had been a ten minute shag with a five dollar taxi-girl in the Chicken Farm. I had been sneering at the ‘newbies’ to Thailand who blundered into diabolical positions with the bar-girls for years now, but Sihanoukville had already made me realize it was not only stupidity that dropped blokes in the shit with the Pattaya girls but sometimes simply lack of familiarity with the city and her people. Of course, it was undeniable that some of the Pattaya punters were just plain dumb.

I was rapidly getting the message that I was neither as clever nor attractive to women as I liked to think. The ruses that had become second nature in Thailand just didn’t seem to work in a strange country where I couldn’t make myself understood; and it was plain that I only did so well with the Pattaya bar-girls because I had made a detailed study of the species and their language for the past twenty-five years. Suddenly, over here in Cambodia, I was not the know-it-all man about town anymore but simply another stupid farang on a visa run. Yet strangely enough, despite my recent lamentable track record with the Sihanoukville lasses, I was amazed to find I was thoroughly enjoying this lack of understanding and even all the mistakes I was making. I was surprised to find myself becoming aware that perhaps you don’t need to know a place and its people inside out to have a great time there after all.

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