Picture the scene...
A beautiful Bangkok morning...The sun is shining, the weather is sweet. Makes you want to move your dancing feet...Time for work....
Off I set this morning, minding my own business, riding along on the Yamaha Nouvo. Inside lane doing 50. The bike to my right has 2 passengers and the driver. They decide they want my lane and without a look in the mirror or even a glance over their shoulder, they move lanes.
Instant collision!
I'm on the floor and the bike's on top of me. My arm's hurting and my shirt is torn.
The police come and straight away, the lies start. They have no license, no insurance or registration and have too many passengers. I'm fully road legal. I'm lucky enough to have enough intelligence and call a good Thai friend of mine who speaks fantastic English. She lives very close and arrives within ten minutes and talks to the police.
Off to the station. More lies.
My friend points-out at least 4 contradictions to their story. The station sergeant at first blames me and comes up with lots of wild scenarios, then says 50-50. I still refuse to play ball and I say I want to take it further.
So he says, OK . You can go to court but we take your bike.
OK says I. I can buy a new one in the morning...The Thais get scared when they know I want to go to court and the story changes, again.
Now a full admission and a promise to pay....I have got a quote this afternoon for 3000b for fairing, lights etc...
It just goes to show. Always a farang's fault!. Without my friend who is a respected business owner in the area, I would have been fucked.
Land of smiles....