How is it…. (5)
It is now 22 years ago that I met the Thai T. We lived together for 10 years and with her I have a 20-year-old son who has been living with me for 9 years now. With a clear conscience I can say that with her nothing is (still) what it seems. Read the story of Lung Ruud.
De previous keer told I twhere ik about this de second keer about this a massage came and with T to near went, that T got into tears during the massage. The loss of her son, family and land there made her life here difficult.
A long time later it turned out that story was blatantly fabricated. T was actually only a few weeks ago before I came to the massage parlor for the first time and had been to Thailand for a very special event. The whole story turned out to be fantasized and factory, but when i found out was "the trap already closed" and more came......
I had also given T my mobile number on the second visit with the idea that I probably wouldn't hear from her again. In any case, I wouldn't go for one massage go there. I was happy with thatig intended.
However, who can describe my surprise, T called a week later because “you give me advice, and I think I can trust you”. Half honored and half confused by her call, I asked her when and where we would meet and if I could pick her up somewhere. She herself thought about the following Sunday, but she couldn't pick it up from where she lived. She lived with a Vietnamese couple had a disabled son and these people did not want a “mannengedoehave at the door. T knew there was a park in Aerdenhout where you could walk and talk in peace, Elswout† We agreed meet in the parking lot in the afternoon.
Seen the Vietnamese and their handicapped son, it turned out later, made up…..
T was already there when I arrived and found that I had a nice car. Expencive she asked me told her that I had the one from the company, whereupon she stated “you have a good job”, eh yes, that is fine I did modestly. I made a move just Dutch in Dutch with a kiss on the cheek greeting, she refused because it was “not Thai culture”. OK, I didn't know that and left it there anyway at.
After some superficial exchanges about the weather, it was cold that day and they were in the salon had such a good meal because a girl had cooked. I told about the club tennis match from the day before in which the student tennis players were also allowed to participate. The conversation flowed along a bit when I asked her how she actually ended up in the Netherlands come.
She started telling; she was married at a young age to a Thai man, with whom she had a son P a lazy bum who would rather drink than work. Who started everything and never finished anything and from which she was divorced. Then she, initially with her son, went back to the village live from her parents. Almost casually, T said that during an argument, she once hit the Thai man had shot. Okay so, good luckididn't hit anything except for a roof beam in the house…....
After the divorce of the Thai man sat ze without money, but with remaining debts. I had then had to leave her son with grandpa and grandma and had tried to make-up items sell in Chiang Mai and had been a brand importer for Thailand of this makeup. This however, did not bring in nearly enough to provide for the family and her son and she was after all the eldest daughter you know? I nodded, because I already had an idea...
There had been quite a bit of confusion about the divorce. To friend S, who came over from Netherlands and whom she knew vfrom her economics degree, T had told her divorce story. Vriendin Shad T then made the suggestion to also come to the Netherlands. Another friend, also from the study, was married to a Dutch pilot. This friend P could cook very well and in order to have something to do - when the pilot flew - she had started a restaurant in Haarlem and T could work there.
So the circle was complete and I learned that Thai friends are always there for each other and so they are helped. That's great, I found, that's not always the case in the Netherlands. At one point T said, “I need your advise”. She couldn't stop deciding whether to stay or go back. I tried "the case" objectively and asked her to list the advantages and disadvantages of stay of to go. Dat pale even a whole task te are, at least zo it seemed en ze replied "now Even more difficult, Because of you". Why, asked ik what stupid, fair That was her answer.
Ik Remained insist op a what rational approach, that layman medium yet it wisest en left her "zelf" to de come to a conclusion that going back the very best was. Then ik that summarized -rescue mission successful– T looked at me in surprise and anger, yes, but you came to this conclusion yourself. This didn't go down well with T. You don't like me she asked, yes, but I'm trying to help you with what's more important and that's your son and the family. Yes you think so, she asked. Yes I think so. Okay, me go, immediately followed by “but you not go back to massage house, do you? You to good man for go there, no good for nice man”. A bit of a strange claim that was, but honestly, I thought if T goes back I don't need to “save” any more and saw my mind wandering just thinking about that…..
My “task” was done for that afternoon and we walked back to the parking lot. T asked me if I wanted to drop her off at the massage parlor, I did and drove her there. She seemed impressed with the car and the phone in it and asked if she could make a phone call. That was also allowed and I explained to her how the thing worked. T started a conversation in Thai, but after about 10 minutes I started to look a bit impatient. Calls from the car were quite expensive at the time, she noticed that and T ended the call. She had called her friend, she said, to tell them that she went back to Thailand.
Well, that was clear, “no way back” I thought with relief after this confirmation and put t vfrom the salon, with a goodbye and be careful I said goodbye. T thanked me and gave to my surprise a kiss on my cheek.
I'm sure it no longer surprises anyone when I tell them that the pilot was made up. That the Thai man whom I later met through my Thai stepson, a nice guy was true that boy loved to come. From the economics study that would have been followed in Chiang Mai (storyline 1), turned out to be absolutely untrue in terms of dates, son's birth and age. Storyline 2 is now that T has attended college in a university near Bangkok.
Girlfriend S existed and actually exists, friend P does not, she met her here. It event, for which she was in Thailand, turned out to have been her wedding. Celebrated in the village and the family - who was and is not poor, certainly not by Thai standards - including all spiritual rituals that belong to Buddhism. T was previously legally married to that man, a Dutchman. She lived here with him - as is customary for a married couple - under one roof.
There was much more to come, but by then 'I was already up to my neck in it'. How is it….?
To be continued
It gets more and more beautiful, more and more curious…
Can't wait for the sequel and subsequent episodes...
Wonderful story so far.
Damn I always hate when your story ends...
Good story, very stereotypical and people on this forum will probably recognize themselves in it.
I've seen plenty of them during my tours in Thailand and even if only 1 story is good to warn about it now.
How men like lame sheep are fooled by horniness 🙂
Fortunately, there is so much beauty to see if you just shut yourself off from the Go-Go world.
We can go again on Saturday 🙂
Very well worded and look at the pictures. It could be a very nice movie!
This should actually have been published in book form, I can totally see how this will end up with many Thai relationships with a farang. But it also remains difficult for the Thai in the end. They are often forced by their family to send support (money). And once you're in this circle, it's not easy to get out. But once again, this story is very beautifully expressed.
It is common knowledge that for a Thai woman her grandmother dies three times a year, her sister has a child twice a year (and of course has no money for the hospital), her father is seriously ill and needs very expensive medicines, the buffalo is constantly seriously ill and needs expensive medicines, her eldest brother needs money for a (obviously non-existent) study, her other sister wants to divorce her alcoholic husband and her youngest brother twice a year (of course completely wrongly) ) is in prison and must be ransomed.
The Thais are so self-deprecating that at the time there was a T-shirt for sale in Pattaya on which a begging letter was printed, in which the farang was kindly requested to send money to combat all that mischief.
But we shouldn't be hypocritical, because the Netherlands has its well-known “lord Olivier” and many equally cunning ladies who fool yearning men.
You generalize, of course, and I catch myself doing that sometimes. There are about 40 million Thai women and they can roughly be divided into a number of large groups. The very rich, the highly educated, the elderly, the poor and so on. There are, however, very large differences. Most of us do not know the women of standing and those who are educated and independent do not need this kind of behavior and are very unlikely to find it in that target group. There are also wealthy Thai ladies who have fallen prey to internet fraudsters. These cases have been on Thai TV several times. That involved large amounts of money. With the target group of prostitutes, this behavior is certainly often discussed (with the exception of the good ones, of course), they have a different life and do not shy away from lies. Everything for a good cause and yes what doesn't know doesn't hurt. They do have a sixth sense and that is that they quickly sense how the game should be played and who the target group is. In internet crime of the 419 spam fraud (often Nigerians), this behavior can also be read and observed. Slowly the gullible and helpful fellow human beings enter into a kind of tunnel vision, in which they get entangled. I had the necessary people to report to my office and the stories matched and were quite sad, because a lot of money was invested in hot air. Theater at its best and if you sit in the front row then you are often badly off. Know yourself and know your weaknesses and be alert to the temptations that come your way. Often they are not what they seem and we all know the consequences, because many have already fallen prey to them and even the diehards among us, several times. The fact that the reverse also happens regularly and that a Thai woman is exploited and abused by a man is evident and often much worse given the impact this example has. Prostitution and what this is not good for. Character building and leaving scars on quite a few of those involved. But apparently it can not be banned, because the need is too strong and the big money remains tempting and so we continue to see these kinds of scenes and tomorrow the sun will rise again, but not everyone will enjoy it.
Very nicely worded, however, I do notice outside your reaction that generalizing and stereotyping will never be ruled out
I have been visiting Thailand for 19 years and I could almost fall for the standard pathetic stories
It's grandma grandpa niece nephew you name it who always have something further I also think that through the t you are well fathomed on character as such and you fall for it you are in their grip
I often traveled with a friend who knows them through and through Sometimes the good ones have to suffer for the bad it is his pleasure during his vacation and then flew again some of the ladies or contacts know his point of view and also respect for what it is
However, I am a more serious type and I must therefore confess that with every nationality, regardless of what always occurs, there is no perfect nation
I have been married to a Thai for 10 years now to admit that there is sometimes something in every relationship, but I cannot tell you about abuse
What I can say is that where there is financial room for this, a few times something was transferred, now she has her job and, in addition to our expenses, she can make a contribution to the household of her family with her money. Also to mention that she also indicates to all companies what she does so to date this is my story we have 2 kids is involved in school activities where possible due to my busy job she is mainly involved in supervising school work the results of the kids on school have been achieved with good results to date
This is my story about the possibly exceptional T
I heard the stories in T. and not only from the Dutch but also from a Dane and 2 Germans. Still curious to see how things will continue. Frank.
I have heard these stories before, the only thing I don't understand is that a masseuse first takes a shower and only does the massage wrapped in a towel and then takes a shower again without anything sexual happening. This is no ordinary massage parlour, but a disguised brothel. You can of course make use of this, but you can of course just mention it in your story.
A nice story in itself.
Theo there are two types of massage parlors, the traditional one and the other with a happy ending…