Category Archives: farangs

Thai Hair-Cut No No

Several years ago I walked over the Brooklyn Bridge to a party in Nolita. The city skyline shimmered under a sky dotted by the few stars brilliant enough to pierce New York’s light umbrella. Tourists flashed photos in the dark and the bridge hummed with the passage of cars and trucks. The night was bitter […]

Moe-Ho Road Rage ala Thai

This Thai expression is rarely used while behind the wheel. On Boxing Day 2005 a neighbor roared down my soi in his pick-up. He nearly hit my daughter. My wife later said he didn’t come close, but I took off after him on my motorcycle to give him a piece of my mind. At the […]

A DELUGE OF KATHOEYS by Peter Nolan Smith

The mere mention of Bangkok’s Nana Plaza at a New York dinner table peaked the interest of men and narrowed women’s opinion of me. To the former I was a Don Juan and the latter regarded me as Gary Glitter come to life. To be honest I can’t recall ever bar fining a go-go girl […]

Chili Chili Bang Bang

Several years ago the City of London was thrown into a panic by a eye-searing cloud. Police swept the streets for the source of the potential killer only to discover a Thai chef preparing his monthly supply of chilly sauce “nam prik pao”. Firefighters in bio-hazard suits removed the cooking pot despite the protests of the chef. “I […]

TO LIVE AND DIE IN PATTAYA by Peter Nolan Smith

Pattaya isn’t what it used to be in the 90s or 80s. The coconut plantations have been replaced by luxury villas. Interpol and the Thai Police hunt down fugitives and the Russians have taken over the hills, so two summers ago I moved north to Sri Racha with my son Fenway and his mom. The […]