December 28th, 1989
Hotel Dusit Thani
In the early hours of this morning, when I got back to “our” room, it soon became apparent why Frankie had left early. I found her and Charlie in the throes of passion and after an awkward, “Shit, sorry,” escaped my lips, I promptly crept back into the corridor, unsure whether they heard me or not!
Went to reception, where I managed to get a key (“So sorry, I seem to have misplaced mine,”) to Frankie’s room, the one we weren’t using! Consequently, I woke up this morning, with none of my belongings, not even my toothbrush!
I rang “our” room (which is really my room) and Charlie answered! I said I’d be up in ten minutes to grab some clothes, fully hoping he’d take the hint and make himself scarce.
Instead, the cozy couple invited me to stay for breakfast!
“Eh, no thanks,” I stuttered. “I have a few things to do.”
Yeah, right. We’re in Bangkok, for goodness sake! What would I need to do? Perhaps find a shop that sells ping pong balls and end my flying career in a spectacular fashion?
Having been dislodged I felt a bit uneasy so I rang Sarah. She invited me to her room and when I told her what had happened, she cracked up laughing and made me see how comical the whole thing is.
“What are you doing today?”
“I’ve arranged to meet Matt and..”
“Oh, sorry, I don’t want to keep you.”
She smiled her sweet Sarah smile. “You’re not. Come with us, we’re going to the market at the President Hotel.”
I didn’t find the prospect of spending the day alone in the city or in a room with none of my creature comforts very appealing, so I said, “Sounds nice. Is it?”
Sarah laughed. “I don’t know, this is only my second trip, remember?”
“Shit, I keep forgetting that! Don’t expect them all to be like this one!”
“Aw, don’t tell me that,” she groaned and we cracked up laughing.
After a fun afternoon with Matt and Sarah wandering around several markets, I rang “our” room from the lobby. Charlie answered.
“Is Frankie there?” I snapped.
“She’s taking a nap.”
“I’ll be up in a few minutes to get more of my stuff,” I said, curtly, hoping this time he’d take the hint.
“Alright darling,” he chirped, “See you then.”
While I was tossing everything into my suitcase, Charlie made small talk and when I was leaving, he held the door open and said, “Maybe we’ll see you around later.”
I met Matt, Sarah and half our crew and after dinner we made our way to the Rome Club, where Sarah and I acted silly on the dance floor and had a great time. On our walk back to the hotel, we had just enough alcohol in our system to stop in Pat Pong and spend money on rubbish we don’t need. All except for my new toothbrush!