--
MY WAY., seemingly having fallen-OFF the RADAR.-screen deserved an up-dating visit, I thought;
- Y'day., (
28th.), ETA. around
22.oo.hrs.;
- Drinks at
150.Bh.;
- The ambient lighting was such that
Khun J. Jake would have felt at his ease;
- Most of the activity, such as it was, seemed to center around a gp. of
farangs by the bar, whose focus appeared to be a v. stout man whose ample buttocks o'flowed. the bar stool upon wch. he was sitting;
- There was one
farang whose table was full of assorted bottles, (
not all of them non-alcoholic on that pre-municipal elections' night!), and who enjoyed the company of a couple or three of the boyz, (between us girls rather he than I.);
-
No stage;
no boyz dancing or doing any form of e'tainment. - either for their own amusement or for that of any customers who might have happened to have lost their way and to have chanced to have strayed-in;
- After a while I was joined by some YM., (
Young
Man.), or other, who, in the 20 or so mins. that we sat together only opened his mouth to say: '
You want boi? Upstairs room.'. Such boyz as there were, (a scruffy looking lot, IMHO.), were sitting to one's
RIGHT as one entered;
- If there was any bkgd. music it wasn't all that obtrusive;
- The place was surprisingly cigarette-smoke-free,
a PLUS point!
-- I would hesitate to recommend MY WAY in its present condition.
