Ladyboys. Small world

Someone told me this would happen....Moved on and shot some pool on a snooker table that had seen much better days. I was invited to join birthday celebrations (see above) with Dameon from Manchester, a retired American who looked like Rolf Harris, local Thai girls, some gay blokes and a few ladyboys for variety. We drank Sang Som. The Thais call it whisky but dont be fooled, its rum. Rum gets you a different kind of drunk to whisky. Anyway this bloke Dameon was travelling on a round-the-world ticket, landed in Chiang Mai and fallen in love with a local girl by the name of Hannah. I had to agree she was lovely. I told Dameon to read Bangkok Bobs '10 commandments of a bargirl' before getting committed. [again www.bangkokbob.net] As we sat around this large table getting further from sober, Dameon announces to Hannah that he loves her. I saw at least 90% of the table wince furiously. Oh dear, as i was to discover later none of this girls' friends liked him and of course, she was always at it with travelling farang. More on this later...I split from the group and got in a Toyota with two local girls. They took me to the local nightclub 'Bubbles'. Pronounced by the locals as 'Buboo'. So there I am at the bar and I look to my right and theres this girl standing there who I recognise. Certain its the rum working I talked to her. Lo and behold she went to my school, in my brothers class in fact. She didnt remember me but the fact she lost her virginity to my brother shook the memory bank a bit. Before I left someone said that in my year out the country I was bound to bump into someone I know from home but I didnt expect it to happen in a small nightclub in Northern Thailand just a few days after I left. Small world.