Of all the meetings, this last one always took the longest. That was probably why I planned absolutely nothing because it will most likely take up the whole day. No surprise, it didn't end till 5pm. Though, on a positive note, the buffet lunch was fantabulously delicious. Okay, maybe I'm being a bit bias towards their spinning ice-cream display and rows of bite-sized chocolate cakes, but seriously, a dessert heaven for someone like me! Plus, I did need the sugar boost to last another 5 hours more...
(I had the urge to say, "One scoop each", but I didn't want to scare the lady. Plan B: come back after I finish the first two scoops :P)
(Look what we have here...rows waiting to jump onto my table)
Followed by a quick press conference that I will not go into details here, we basically had 15 minutes to shower and prepare for the President's Dinner. It's mostly to thank everyone for a week of well-done work, and open the night to endless possibilities- especially in Bangkok. For various reasons, I don't find Bangkok attractive for the reasons many people do, so the night scene wasn't extremely tempting either. Nonetheless, we did venture to the Pat Pong area for a walk about. Honestly, it wasn't anywhere near what I had previously heard about the place. Suppose bizarre shows- demonstrating the surprising abilities of women's body parts- had taken the stage there once, but I don't think it still does anymore. Not only that, the ladies there were in comparison much older than those on Cowboy street. No offence, but it is a business of pure superficiality. Let's just say, if you're looking for a better quality of entertainers, I would suggest either the Nana area or the Cowboy street.
Side note: Then again. I don't quite understand why Ping Pong Shows are so popular. I mean, if women can pop a baby out of there, what's the challenge in a ping pong ball? Of course, I have heard of many other stories about these shows- for example, smoking, shooting darts, and such- but as I didn't personally see them for myself, I can't be certain to say that they still do these kinds of performances anymore. Regardless, if men can be amused by women's ability to pop out a ping pong ball, then maybe they should check out births of babies. I'm CERTAIN he will have a mind-boggling experience. Except, the environment will be less than "peaceful" or "relaxing", but hey, that's practically what you're paying for anyway!
(Just in case I forget where we went...)
(It took us all by shock the number of cowboys flaunting on the streets. At that point, I could feel the guys start hiding behind me!)
(It's forgetting one more: Both)
Anyway, after a quick loop around the area, we headed back to the hotel to meet up with another group for another outing. But before anything happened, I found myself with a sliced-open left big toe. Apparently, someone geniusly decided to leave the plug station, which could be pulled up for use or put down into the floor for storage, up in the middle of the lobby. Attacked by a sudden sting, I looked down to find a bleeding toe. Great. Just when my right toe suffered a nail loss and is growing back slowly, this happens. Seriously. The world is after my toes. Well, so much for heading out. I called it a night and headed upstairs to attend to my injury. What a way to start MY Bangkok. Not to mention, at the same time, another type of bleeding had started. Annoyed, but helpless, I accepted the situation and continued on. No biggie.
Oh, and guess what? Before I could enjoy what was left of my short night, I had to make an emergency call to postpone my boss' ticket. Though, there wasn't much to complain about as it only took me 10 minutes. But, what an expensive 10 minutes! When I checked out of the hotel, the call came to 2000ish thb! For 10 minutes, quoting le bf, that's OVER MEGA expensive. Oh wells, it had to be done. Maybe next time, the company will look to provide us with local sim cards, or better yet, a post-paid work phone for me! After all that's been said and done, we all have to go to bed...
(Good night!)
Bangkok, here I come!