Our plan today was to go to the beach and hang out on Bangla Road. That’s it. Needless to say, we rocked it.

We had heard bad things about Patong Beach, but we found all the negative things to be completely wrong. We heard it was full of trash, but we’ll let you be the judge of that.
The sand was actually really nice. And we loved these little butterfly shells.
The reviews say this beach is super crowded, but we didn’t think it was that bad. There were a lot of people, but there was a lot of space too.

 

And we even had a cruise ship in town this day, so at least a few of these people are from the ship.
There’s lots of activities on the beach, from the jetskis you saw earlier to parasailing and anything else you want to do.
We went for lunch on the beach. I can’t tell you how much we love eating food on the beach. It’s seriously one of our favorite things ever.

 

After our beach times, we went home to change and then headed back out to Bangla Road.
Bangla Road is the naughty part of town. It’s basically one long block of debauchery. Night clubs, peep shows, ping pong shows, pole dancing, strip shows, bars, and (everyone’s favorite spectacle) ladyboys. Some people swear you can tell which ones are ladyboys and which are actual girls, based on their adam’s apple or their hands, but I can’t. Some of them are crazy hot, but they’re dudes. Or at least used to be. It’s a trippy thing to wrap your head around. They’re also pretty strong and forceful (again, because they’re actually guys), and they don’t like people taking their pictures without paying. So here are some screengrabs from when I was shooting in incognito mode.

 

As you can see in both pictures, they’re not shy. The guys often get more than just a picture.
You know we’re not quite the party type, so you’re not going to get any sketchy details since we walked straight down the middle of the street and declined all salacious offers. Except for one thing that we just couldn’t reject.
Has anybody ever heard of Swensen’s? They have signs up all over that say, “America’s Favorite Ice Cream.” We thought it was a good ploy because Asians love American stuff, even if it’s not actually in America. But then there we are, two American’s eating their ice cream, so all the Asians must be thinking, “It’s true! This must be America’s favorite ice cream if they’re eating it!” In Swensen’s defense though, it’s pretty darn good.
But here’s something that’s undeniably American:
Respect.

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