In an effort to seek out a solution for the ever-increasing amount of rust on my genitalia, I ventured out last evening to investigate one of the large KTV karaokee establishments that is situated in the grounds of a nearby hotel.
This KTV 'The Voice' has large advertising hoardings fronting the road, with pictures of happy Myanmar parents and their kids singing wholesome local songs. The building and its decoration was certainly impressive, with hundred of flashing lights and smart young staff bowing and lowering their heads as they walked past me, (a difficult task since I'm a dwarf).
The 'concierge' approached me and luckily he spoke some English. He explained that most of his customers were either local Myanmar families or Chinese businessmen, and then explained the charges. (About 700 baht for one hour use of the room, 250 baht for lady drinks for 1 lady hostess, and 50 baht per each song played.)
This was all useful detail for me, and I duly noted down this costs. However, the guy had forgotten to mention (what was for me), the most important detail.
'Can I bang the hostess on the table?', I asked (or words to that effect).
'Yes of course, just keep the door locked. Our hostesses are eager to please'.
So there you have it. Having got these details, the next step is of course, to put them into action.
I wasn't allowed to see the choice of ladies at that stage, and that could be problem if they are ugly as hell. However, the local super-market stocks black bin bags, so I'm hopeful of a ... er ... happy ending.