Why I was banned from my local Thai beach bar
There’s a little bar close to where I’m staying that I used to hang out at. It’s basically a small shack surrounded by bar stools. There you can sit out in the open watching football (soccer) on TV, meet fellow tourists and get tricked into drinking horrible Thai whiskey to the amusement of the barman. All good fun, but sadly no longer for me. I’ve been informed through my friend that I am no longer welcome at the bar or allowed on the premises of the bungalow resort next door which is run by the same people (I stayed there for a week when I first arrived on the island). My friends, through their association with me, are also barred.
So what kind of behaviour has led to me becoming a persona non grata? Have I been smoking pot on the premises with the Swedish stoner dude. No I haven’t. In any case a blind eye is turned to drug use and the stoner guy is back in Scandinavia courtesy of the Swedish embassy. (He was walking around naked shouting obscenities at people. Probably due to one too many ‘Happy Milkshakes’, milkshakes that include psychedelic mushrooms as one of the ingredients).
Was it because I was drinking too much and causing embarrassing scenes? Vomiting on the bar and singing ‘Hotel California’ at the top of my lungs? Not really, I prefer water and soft-drinks, only drinking the occasional beer or cocktail as to not cause offense to the staff. To be honest if I had the choice I wouldn’t drink alcohol at all, but being the ‘rich tourist’ means I sometimes have to compromise in that area.
Maybe it was because I was taking an interest in the local Thai women, accidentally chatting up somebody’s daughter, sister, girlfriend or wife? Not true either. I’m not attracted to Thai women and my only interactions with them are with the waitresses in the restaurants and shop assistants.
The reason I am no longer welcome at my local, so my friend has been told, is that I’m ‘too good with the tourist ladies, and steal them away’. Yes, that’s right, it turns out that I am in fact a ladies man. How they got this impression I’m not entirely sure. I used to be quite shy as a child and made efforts to be more outgoing and social as a teenager. This means that I make a conscious effort to talk to people around me. Old or young, man or women, it doesn’t matter. So when I was staying at the resort I remember speaking to pretty much everyone, including those that everyone else ignored like the old chain-smoking German couple and the Swedish stoner.
Now the local Thai guys have a habit of falling in love with pretty much any Western (Developed Country / 1st world) girl that speaks with them for a few minutes. I think it’s because they spend a lot of time listening to cheesy love-ballads which has affected how they experience the male / female dynamic. So all the time that I thought I was being cool and courteous by introducing my Thai ‘friends’ to any women I was talking with, maybe they were actually growing resentful of me? The problem is that most Thai people just don’t speak English that well, so any attempt at a conversation with a Western girl quickly falls flat. Obviously my tales of high-adventure and my quest for fortune and glory are just leaving them in the dust, while I cruise off into the sunset on my moped with a girl on the back. Yes, in my imagination!
I think there are other factors at play, the fact that I moved from their resort to a different one 2 minutes away and being perceived as being cheap because I don’t want to drink a bucket of Jack Daniels, Red Bull and Coke every night could be playing a part. Anyway, there are plenty of other places for me hang out in the evening, I just hope this island isn’t so tight-knit that I get banned from other bars.
This incident does bring up the interesting topic of what kind of behaviour is deemed acceptable between the sexes in different parts of the world. For example the south of Thailand has a Muslim influence and the locals will ask that tourists to make sure they are dressed conservatively when away from the beach (that means not walking into a restaurant in a bikini).
Many parts of the world don’t share our decadent Western ways and places like Saudi Arabia, Indonesia and Iowa aren’t comfortable with public displays of affection. The basic rules that you should follow are:
1. No hugging or kissing in public. Couples holding hands is usually ok, but check first.
2. Sex on the Beach (or on the Road as I saw in one bar) is just a cocktail. Not something you should do in certain countries like this couple.
3. Don’t chat up the locals. Many countries have a tradition of arranged marriages. People meet through friends and family. The girls you meet at the bar are probably ‘professionals’.
4. Dress appropriately. Bikinis are usually ok on the beach but anywhere else women need to be covered up. Guys can usually get away with t-shirts and singlets.
5. Observe the locals and do as they do, and if in doubt, just ask.
Have you had any experiences like this when travelling? Maybe you accidentally offended someone or had to fend off enthusiastic advances from the locals? Discuss it in the comments section.
Stay cool, stay awesome.











December 16th, 2009 at 9:30 am
I’ve never heard of a better reason for being banned from a bar. You’ve got the “too sexy” ban. Freaking sweet.
December 16th, 2009 at 11:45 am
I second Dan…. you player! lol
Some thai’s in the service industry on the islands have, to me, come of a little rude and arrogant. Maybe it’s just me, but I’ve got that same vibe in a number of different places (esp. from guys who work in bars).
When you’ve been banned in the other bars due to your handsome looks, come and meet me and my buddies for a beer in North East Thailand – where the locals are at a completley different happy/polite level to anywhere else in the Kingdom!
Chok dee
December 16th, 2009 at 11:57 am
Talk it up Cassanova! Enjoy Thailand.
December 16th, 2009 at 12:09 pm
@Dan, Chris and Andrew.
Don’t get me wrong guys, I’m taking it as a compliment.
Just not sure my studly reputation is really deserved.
December 16th, 2009 at 1:36 pm
China has changed so much and so quickly in the past twenty years. PDA is almost everywhere in the big cities, even more than in the West. It’s like every nook and cranny is make-out point, at least in the large cities.
In rural China, I think they’re still old school and would frown upon it.
December 16th, 2009 at 2:05 pm
Dude, enjoy your new found studly reputation. Really cool post it’s great to get a little peek into how things are in your part of Thailand.
December 17th, 2009 at 5:54 am
This amuses me greatly.
*Note to self: Play stealth wingman for locals enough to avoid banishment for their insecurity.
December 19th, 2009 at 2:47 pm
Mate, I I were to be banned from anywhere it is my hope I would be banned for exactly the same reasons.
Awesome.
December 20th, 2009 at 12:41 pm
Ha! Great post
Not sure how well I’d do there, I am really flirty and would totally deserve the reputation you’ve been assigned… Hope those rules don’t apply to non-south Muslim infuenced parts of Thailand! I’m just coming from Brazil, I can’t not-be public in working my Irish charm 
If girls at bars are professionals then I shall stick to chatting up other tourists!
Can’t wait to get there
December 23rd, 2009 at 4:32 am
P.I.M.P.!
Being a naturally extroverted, super friendly kind of person, I have trouble not being myself in foreign countries BECAUSE of the fact that it oftentimes renders the wrong impression. And having stalkers just makes my life 852% more difficult/weird/drives me to drink.
When I first flew into Santiago in May, I had flown all night and looked like absolute hell. My only interest was in getting to where I needed to go. I stopped to ask the immigration guy a question about the line, and he began to ask me a few questions. I responded normally, and next thing you know, immigration guy is grabbing my arm and escorting me to the front of the line (the huge line), and plopping me right at the next available window. (I cringe to think what the people standing in line must have thought!) From there he walked me to customs, and we said our goodbyes. Wouldn’t you know, two nights later a package arrives for me in the hostel I was staying at – a bottle of wine from the immigration guy! I had made the mistake of answering him when he was asking where I’d be staying, but…SINCE HE WAS THE IMMIGRATION GUY, I kind of figured I had to. LOL.
Gotta love it.
Great post, Neil. Haha.
December 23rd, 2009 at 4:40 am
Ash, my female friends have many similar stories. I keep telling them they need to stop being so nice all the time and not allow themselves to be put in situations where they can be taken advantage of (although your story just sounds like a run of the mill abuse of an authority position :p ).
No matter what country you are in, 99% of the time guys are looking for just one thing. Yes that includes me.