Hugo is dead and Madame Mabolo is back in Jomtien beach

Lives - well spent and wasted ones

By Suzy Size, gay Pattaya beach

When you read this, your heroine is in Sri Lanka already. But before she left, she put her house and garden in order as usual. She has hired the younger brother of her boyfriend as temporary gardener and brought him in from Nong Khai. And � contrary to Khun Amorn - he really did a good job, was diligent and hard working, even though his workforce was partly diverted for things that are top priorities on Khun Amorns agenda. Some fish swam away during the recent heavy rains when the pond was slightly overflowing. Khun Amorn did something against it and installed a wooden fence where the overflow took place. Fish breading is very close to his heart, it is not hard work, auspicious and in the end you can even eat those tasty beasts. They are fat already and when Khun Amorn ordered his young brother to catch some with a net he caught more than wanted and threw some back into the pond. Suzy had to wait several weeks till the second water pump was properly installed whereas Khun Amorn had his congenial fish lamp on and running in no time: When twilight sets in the neon light over the water starts automatically to shine, attracts all kinds of insects which eventually fall in the pond and thus serve as involuntary fish food.
Two contrary conceptions of life become visible in these described activities. Suzy Size sets targets and deadlines and sticks to them, very Swiss. She plans. If she has achieved something today, she can achieve something else tomorrow. She wants the 800 Soursop seedlings potted and arranged in groups of 4 in 25 rows, moved to the back part of the garden where they can be watered and weeds taken out easily. She plans to make a fortune by producing and selling about 2000 Soursop trees � widely unknown in Thailand - per year. Do the penciling yourself, if your heroine can sell 2000 of those trees, which bear tasty and healthy fruits, per year at 800 Baht each, she makes 1.6 million Baht. If they can only be sold at 500 Baht each, this is still 1 Million Baht. With this kind of money the eternal Gay World Friendship Tour is easily financed. Look, gay sex tourist and user of Sticky Rice Gay Guide Asia and Gay Guide World, the money pledged by you to this noble cause of describing the whole world from a gay perspective has been minimal so far and your heroine had to pay for most of it out of her own coffers.
Patrick however, a Swiss doctor friend who visited Castelgandolfo, was skeptical when Suzy showed him the plantation and explained him in details her almost scientific plan to get rich by banking on trees. Well, Columbus met skepticism as well, when he had those strange travel plans.
Khun Amorns concept of life is totally different from that of your heroine. Like most Thais he does not believe in plans or hard and constant work, but thinks it is most important to choose the right, auspicious moment for anything undertaken. Tomorrow almost always seems to be the better day if hard work is involved in a task. Tamboon (doing good things) is of the foremost importance because it will help the individual next life. And always try to have Sanook, fun. Eating (in general or for instance Somtam) is Sanook, cooking, partying, talking, sex, all Sanook. Sanook is why so many farangs come to Thailand. That is why Thailand is such a fun place to come to, why the living is so easy. You just have to get priorities right in life. Having sex with an old Western tart is Sanook, after all. Going on a free drinking spree is Sanook, too. And in the low season there is plenty of quality time to spend with the friends from the same Isarn region by gambling which - without doubt - is Sanook as well.
Sanook for Suzy is sitting in Jomtien beach and watching all those guys go by. Before she went to Sri Lanka she spent some time in this unique gay world theatre. There is that Dutch couple over there that lives in Grand Condotel. One of them is about ten or fifteen years older than the other and they look completely alike, clones. Now they have found a young Thai man that is an Asian version of the two Dutch guys. Suzy Size would love to borrow the young man (who is visibly well bestowed) for a little while, but has no chance at the moment, the two Dutch narcissists watch their catch day and night. Only when Suzy accidentally sees them at Foodland that juicy Thai is not with them, probably locked up at their den.
Almost always you can see your heroine reading a book on Jomtien beach � looking up from it once in a while to make her so important observations. Patrick brought her a book from Switzerland, the latest and last of Hugo Loetscher who recently died shortly before his 80th birthday. The scheduled honors planned for his birthday in Zurich had to be cancelled. Hugo Loetscher was a world famous writer, in Switzerland at least. Suzy has known him for over thirty years. In the beginning he tried several times to get your then so young heroine in his bed at the hunting grounds of Odeon Cafe, but had no success. About fourteen years ago he paid her a visit in Bangkok and they went to famous Babylon together. Hugo was so fat then, two towels could hardly hide his crown jewels. The last time she met him was about three years ago, at Grand Caf� in Zurich where he was having coffee often. Hugo was a great talker, funny, witty and quick. They talked several hours, Hugo, as always, much more than Suzy.
�Mabolo, Mabolo, you want Mabolo?� Suzy has not heard the old Thai saleswoman trying to sell her smuggled merchandise for at least ten years in Jomtien. Then, still smoking, she always bought those cheaper Marlboros from this benevolent good woman. She has aged, of course, who has not? Where might she have been all those years? Probably went home, farming, as if her time in Pattaya never existed. And now back, picking up where she left, working the trade she always did, every day, stoically walking the beach.
�Mabolo, Mabolo, you want Mabolo?�
Suzy read the last book of Hugo Loetscher quickly in Jomtien beach. It is called: �War meine Zeit meine Zeit�, �Was my time my time�. Hugo reflects for the very last time about his life, his upbringing in a worker family in Aussersihl, his personal development, the political and historical environment of his times, his native city the world and all his many travels all over. He tries to find out, what was the essence of my life? Hugo Loetscher certainly had a full life, made best use of it and his abilities.
But only little does he talk about his gay life. He does not hide the facts, but he is not very talkative about it. Suzy is probably not the only one that would have loved to hear more about that interesting topic.
�Mabolo, Mabolo, you want Mabolo?�
Yvon, who spent even more years on Jomtien than your heroine and knows everything about the place, has the explanation for the long absence of Madam Mabolo.
She spent ten years in prison.
No, silly Suzy, not for selling smuggled Marlboros.
One night she murdered her husband in Jomtien beach with a knife when she was drunk.
Lives - well spent and wasted ones
�Mabolo, Mabolo, you want Mabolo?�

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