Unfortunately, I don't have that many pictures for you -- you'll have to bear with my narrative for the most part...In particular, Nana Plaza was the first red light area I visited, and at the time, I didn't feel real comfortable taking pics (I may go there tonight so that I have some pics before I leave). I have some daylight photos, but they don't really do the area justice.
Without further ado, here we go...
Nana Plaza lies a few blocks from my hotel -- easy walking distance. It consists of two main streets that intersect one another with several seedy alleys branching off the main arteries. Neon lights fill the sky -- predominately reds and blues. There are all kinds of venues -- English style pubs, modern bars, massage parlors, strip clubs, and random tables setup on the street that are "bars," and, of course, street food vendors. The main strip was about 4 blocks long.
Fellas -- there's about a 40:1 woman to man ratio in the area. I've never seen anything like it. Most of the venues are open aired (other than the strip clubs), so as I walked past, I cut through a flood of "Sexy man! Hansome! You want massage?" The girls used laser stares to try to get my attention. The more aggressive ones on the street would come up to me and either grab my arm or my junk. The whole vibe is insane, and reeks of an "anything goes" mentality. Aside from the girls, there are some guys that tried to pull me into their random place. Amazingly, the guys are less aggressive than the women. A simple "No thanks" generally sufficed with the guys.
I made my way to a modern looking bar called, "4." Once I walked in, the women at the door cheered. I went to the bar, got a beer, and grabbed a table by myself. There were three girls that instantly started staring at me. I smiled, drank my beer and generally ignored them. The bar itself was reasonably cool -- it had a pool table and a whole communist motif. Kinda interesting. After about 15 minutes, a Thai woman, probably pushing 40, and not all that attractive, sat down next to me, and said, "You look rike lonely man." I shook my head and said I was ok. She persisted and asked me where I was from, how long in Bangkok, etc. I smiled and told her I was from Texas (everyone here loves Texas -- the follow up comment is consistently, "Cowboy!!"). After some excruciatingly additional conversation, I told her that I wasn't lonely. She just smiled and hung out. Even when I completely ignored her by pulling out my phone, she wouldn't leave. I finally got really annoyed and, having finished my beer, decided to leave. I walked past throngs of girls "booing" me and stepped outside. Ok -- so that place wasn't for me.
I walked down the street and my eyes were drawn to an alley filled with flashing neon lights much like insects drawn to bright light at night. I entered this alley that was surrounded by two stories of clubs. Basically, the alley was shaped like a horseshoe and all along the edges were clubs -- there were probably 10-20 clubs. In the middle were several open bars -- the bars had no roofs nor walls. I just walked up to the first one and took a seat. I ordered beer at a decent price ($2 / beer) and chilled out; just taking in the scene. To my right, girls danced outside a strip club with their exposed ta-tas bouncing all around. To my left, electronic music was pumping from another club. Everywhere I looked, a girl entered my vision and most would smile seductively at me.
The bartender started chatting me up, and she was really friendly and funny. While we talked, an unattractive festively plump girl sat down next to me and started asking me the same questions, "Where from? Lonely?" I told her that she didn't need to sit next to me -- I was fine. She gave me a sad look and moved back to her original seat.
Eventually, I started chatting with both bartenders and the cocktail waitress. As more drinks were poured, I decided it was time to make it rain, and I started buying drinks for them (hell, they're only $2 a pop). The cocktail waitress didn't allow me to order my own drinks. She made sure I always had a full drink.
Later on, she asked me what I wanted to do tonight -- initially I said, "ping pong" (my original thought had been strip club, but there were so many exposed ta-tas everywhere, I felt I was already in one), and she looked kinda sad and asked if that's really what I wanted. I decided not yet and bought everyone another round of drinks.
At one point (well, at several points) I had to pee, and the cocktail waitress showed me a super secret toilet that was coincidentally in a full nude strip club, so I got to see a nice show every time I had to pee (which you all know is QUITE frequently when I'm drinking). The toilet was a joined toilet -- there was no male or female toilet and none of the stalls had doors. Random chicks would wander in while I was at the urinal. It was entertaining if nothing else.
I went back to the bar and the women pulled out some crazy dice game that we played until I was fairly plastered. I headed back to my hotel, thoroughly entertained by my first red light experience...
This pic cracks me up -- it's the only one that was taken that night and I look like a freakin' giant! The two bartenders and the cocktail waitress (in the hat).
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