A New Wife in Thailand

By Nigel Cobbett

In 2002 I had a wonderful golden retriever and a good business but something was missing in my life – the love of a good woman. My life was good but I felt so lonely at times that even my wonderful golden retriever friend Jake could not cheer me up. So I decided to move lock, stock and barrel to Thailand in my quest for a good woman to share my life with. The ebook spans 15 years from 2002 to 2017 covering my first and second trips to Thailand, life with a bargirl and her family, life with my Thai wife and a report about my 3 days in a Thai hospital. It covers all my experiences along the way, good and bad, such as getting a TEFL certificate in Bangkok and then teaching maths, English and sports in several schools and a university. I have experienced many wonderful things that would never have happened had I not taken the plunge all those years ago. It has sometimes been a rocky road but I would not change a thing, even if I could. I can now from personal experience say that the words of the signature song by the much loved English entertainer Bruce Forsyth ring so very true:
“Life is the name of the game
And I wanna play the game with you
Life can be terribly tame
If you don’t play the game with two
And I wanna play the game with you”

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nigel Cobbett
• Release date: Aug 5, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386955054

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A New Wife in Thailand

by Nigel Cobbett

Text copyright © 2016 Nigel Cobbett

Contents

My first trip to Thailand

My second trip to Thailand

Life with bargirl Cat and her family

Life with my Thai wife

3 days in a Thai hospital

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My first trip to Thailand

I had just arrived in Thailand for the first time and I was going to be met by my pretty Thai pen pal, whose details I bought from an internet dating agency. She was there to meet me and as a lonely bachelor I was very keen to get started! This was my first mistake. I quickly learned that she was no bar girl and she soon made it clear, through subtle and gentle ways, that she was not easy. After about a week sleeping alone I sank a few and decided to explore the bars in Patpong. (Bangkok) She’ll never know. Where’s the harm? I knew two Thai words Taxi. Patpong. and in a flash I was there. A Thai guy who could speak pigeon English latched on to me. You want sexy lady boom boom? He was very persistent and I eventually said OK. This was my second mistake.

Nobody does anything for nothing in Thailand. He ushered me into a bar with beautiful girls dancing on the stage. He ordered 2 beers and 2 big blokes looked at me and handed me the bill. Bastard, I thought. As the beers flowed, I began to mellow and enjoy my surroundings. A really stunning bird caught my eye. I figured she could not be smiling at me so I looked away, and the next moment she was sitting in front of me. She like you much, want go loom (Thailish for room) you. I think I just nodded lamely. Before I knew it, the sweet slim thing (Aom) and her pretty friend (Pear) and the persistent guy and me were on our way. I had just paid the bar bill and the bar fines. The bar fine is required by the bar because you are taking their eye candy away. The persistent sod hailed a taxi and asked me for 1000. I declined and then he turned nasty so I paid him but I got my revenge later because I refused to say Goodbye, thanks a lot. To cut a long story short, 2 hours later I had checked out of the hotel and was on my way to Pattaya in the back of a taxi.

What a wonderful journey that was! I will never forget it! We booked into a decent hotel. I later realized how decent this hotel was. Hotels in Thailand are plentiful and the better, more expensive hotels take pride in protecting the unwary, often drunk as a skunk, falang (foreigner) from unscrupulous Thais. Do you want a safety deposit box, sir? I declined, but they were charmingly insistent and, thankfully, I agreed. They requested the ID cards of the 2 angels. Again, this is something the better, more caring, hotels always do. How can they be so cruel? How can they not trust such lovely girls? They’re so pretty. I thought to myself. We went to our room and my bed was in between the beds occupied by the angels. Aom could speak English and explained that they were classy girls and the price was 5000 each daily, though I later learned the local girls, just as pretty, just as sweet, only wanted 1000 daily. I bought some Viagra and I spent several happy days in paradise. I will always remember them. Worth every penny.

But then things got weird. Aom introduced me to her brother and her son and I booked them into the hotel. Why? Because I’m a softy. That night Aom slept in the room with her brother and her son, because she missed them. I went to a bar my English friend had recommended to me because it was run by his girlfriend. I took Pear with me. My friend’s girlfriend then spoke a lot to Pear in Thai and then spoke to me in English. It turns out that Aom's brother was her husband. When we returned to our hotel room, there was a knock at the door and it was Aom. I told her to grab her things and not come back. The next morning we went down for breakfast and noticed a guard sitting outside our room. He was wearing a gun. At reception we were met with serious faces. Aom and her lover had asked for my wallet during the night because they said I owed them money. The receptionist refused and they posted a guard outside my door. My friend warned me about dos and don'ts before I went, but the only do I remembered was Do get a safety deposit box. They mug you so gently, so sweetly in Thailand.

We returned to the bar run by my friend’s girlfriend and she advised me to get rid of Pear too, which I did, albeit reluctantly, because she had done nothing wrong. I still remember her sadness as she looked deeply into my eyes. I was supplied with a new sweetie pie at 1000 a day. My friend told me to go there in the first place, but who listens to