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Ubon is not your typical thriving whoreopolis like Bangkok or Patong or Pattaya… however… there is some fun to be had here. I've been here less than a half-year now and I'm finally beginning to come up with some kind of operating procedure here.
I'm a US citizen, and as the rest of you know, in the US the men are mistreated, disrespected, and are victims of women's rights and all that other silliness. Here we are in charge. At least we think we are. I met up with a fellow farang at the food market the other night.
I had met him one morning at an interview for a teaching position for grade school — Pratom 2. He is from the UK and a muay Thai boxer. He's been bumming around TH for 10 months and been in Ubon for 3. I had just sat down with my blended juice and I saw his blonde head through the darkness and went over to talk a little bit.
It turns out that we are both trying to control Ubon and are in direct competition for the city's most eligible bachelorettes — and married unfaithfuls. I was afraid… Here is this guy, 3 inches taller… a boxer… better looking… 8 years younger than me I'm I thought I was in solid control of Ubon — not a worry… I've only seen an average of 1 farang per day here.
My landlord calls me "Tiger Hunter". These tigers were not "bought" tigers… well, they are in the traditional sense, dinners, lunches, movies. But not in the bargirl sense. No matter, here was this other Tiger Hunter. He was lean… mean? So we talked… about… well, what else… We talked about what the tiger situation looked like here and what our modus operandi MO was… where do we go… ho do we go after… what part of town do we occupy… We said nothing about our guns, as that wasn't appropriate at the time.