Just a heads up – this blog gets a little crass in places. Sorry mum.
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From seeing the city lit up from 820 feet up, to witnessing a ping pong shoot out from a lady’s hoo hah, my last night in Bangkok was pretty memorable to say the least.
We started our evening at Sky Bar, located on the 63rd floor of the Lebau hotel.
Originally, I thought it was like seeing a different side of Bangkok but it was more than that – it was like entering a whole other world. It was so sophisticated and elegant.
I felt ever so slightly out of place in my £5 Primark dress. Reassuringly, there were people far more casual than I, despite the dress code of the place. I quickly lost focus on the people as I became absorbed and utterly lost in the views.
Sleek sky towers, the river with lit up golden boats gliding across, the looping roads with a constant circulation of cars. Golden veins of the city and no starlight.
I could have stayed up there for hours.
However, it turns out the evening had different plans for us.
I was visiting the Sky Bar with some of the other girls from my tour. Earlier we had talked about seeing a ping pong show because when in Bangkok, right? It came to a time when we had to make the decision whether to stay for another cocktail or see a ping pong show.
“When will be here again?” one of us asked.
So with reckless abandon, we decided to see a show.
By this point we had two European boys to throw in the mix, as earlier in the evening Melissa had got talking to a French guy whilst overlooking the city. It was like something out of a film. (Flo, if you’re somehow reading this, I’m sure she’d love to hear from you.)
I’m not too sure how but we managed to persuade Flo and his Italian friend, Marco, to join us for the ping pong show and soon we found ourselves in a taxi.
We weren’t in the taxi very long because the driver took us to the completely wrong street and then tried to persuade us to go in to his friend’s dodgy looking club. We scarpered off and the ive of us crammed in to a tuk tuk, which eventually took us to the famous Khao San road
I had made sure to read some tips on going to see a ping pong show as a lot of tourists get ripped off at them. I’d read 200 Baht was a good price for entry and a drink.
The owner of the club we were trying to get in to was persistent in trying to make us pay 400 Baht but with some Italian sass and my insistence on 200, we settled on 250 for entry and a drink. Job done.
We walked up the steps, the place trying to disguise its dismal appearance with lots of neon and flashing coloured lights. It was pretty empty but then again, I think we were pretty early. We quickly ordered our drinks and picked from the numerous seats available, feeling awkward but intrigued.
The show itself was surprisingly underwhelming.
There were lots of ladies – dancing would be the wrong word – shuffling about on stage. Most of them were sporting vests and granny pants. None of them were dancing particularly provocatively and they all looked incredibly bored.
If you had to ask me what a ping pong show is, my most polite description would be it’s like a magician pulling things out of a top hat, but instead of a top hat it’s a woman’s private parts.
The ladies would take it in turns to go to the front to perform a trick. Ping pong show spoiler alerts:
- Smoking a cigarette
- Popping balloons by firing darts
- Pulling razors out
- Pulling fairy lights out
- Blowing a horn
- Blowing a whistle
- Squeezing a squeaky toy
And, of course
- Firing ping pongs
If you’re wondering, yes we got called to the front to have a go at hitting the ping pongs back. No, we didn’t succeed.
It was vaguely impressive and kind of soul destroying, but mostly weird. I wasn’t too sure how ping pongs show became a thing. We finished our drinks and didn’t stay long, nor did we contribute to the tip bucket that went around after every trick.
We went back to our hotel, taken aback by the turn the evening had taken.
It was such a surreal evening and yet it felt oddly fitting for my last night – in it’s own strange way it summed up how beautiful, yet incredibly baffling a place South East Asia can be.