Why don't you all just sod off and leave us alone?

It’s been a long weekend, in more ways than one. A long weekend in as much as today is a public holiday, so hoardes of Bankokians have descended on Pattaya for a three day break.

You can spot them in the malls. Families with frustrated children, trying to have fun in places which contain exactly the same shops that they could find in Bangkok, only shittier. Young couples with the male looking not at all frustrated, and the female looking slightly guilty, as they escape the family confines for a weekend of furtive coupling in a discrete hotel.

I don’t care why they have come, but they clog up the roads and fill up the restaurants and I look forward to Monday evening when they have all departed on the Death Race 2009 event that is the trip back to Bangkok.

Except that this Monday, the Bangkok crowd have been replaced by an even more obnoxious and annoying bunch, the attendees at the Asean summit. She who must be obeyed had a difficult, diversion-filled trip to work this morning, and my lunchtime outing was hindered by signs and men in brown. Just because the attendees happen to be prime ministers and presidents, I don’t see why they can’t hop on a baht bus like anyone else. Instead, the entire traffic system, which is a mess at the best of times, has to be thrown into complete disarray to pander to these public servants.

Silver lining? We yes of course. Remember those bullshit banners of Theppasit road advertising properties that will never get built? All gone, and replaced by a smattering of flower boxes and some flags. It would be awfully tempting to obtain a flag from, say, Slovenia and stick it amongst the Asean flags. Bet nobody would notice.

Oh, and we have some repainted yellow lines, so that’s good.

Comments 🔗

2009-04-06 | genuine j says

It’s not just you. London had all those tw-ts from G20 last week and then Strasborg had to suffer NATO. Compare what you’ve got to what we’ve got when they have sodded off and be grateful.

2009-04-06 | Spike says

Oh, I am grateful. I am also British; therefore my deepest pleasure in life is moaning.