Category Archives: Travel Asia

The purpose of this travel section of my blog is to incorporate all my travel articles and pictures from the Looking Glass Magazine here.

Jack Corbett Asia Travelogue

The Jack Corbett Asia Travelogue is not a comprehensive travel site.  But it is completely objective due to my making no money whatsoever by sharing my travel experiences.

My purpose for integrating the Looking Glass Magazine with the Jack Corbett Funhouse blog is two fold.  First, my last issue of the Looking Glass Magazine was the Macau Hong Kong December 2013 issue.     The reason I stopped writing articles in the Looking Glass Magazine was 1.  I wanted to replace it with the Funhouse blog and 2.  My focus had completely changed from the American adult entertainment industry to becoming a Thailand Expat.

But there’s a lot of Asian travel  content in the Looking Glass Magazine.  And as the old saying goes, why reinvent the wheel?  I took hundreds of pictures in my Asian travels.  Most of them are in the Looking Glass.  And I spent a lot of time writing travel articles in the Looking Glass.

There are over 50 issues of the Looking Glass Magazine.  The Jack Corbett Funhouse blog is the Looking Glass Magazine’s replacement.  But there’s still one more reason for integrating the Looking Glass with the Jack Corbett Fun House blog.   Although I no longer have much interest in American strip clubs, many issues of the Looking Glass were all about American strippers, topless clubs, and major adult entertainment events I participated in as a professional photographer and writer.  For those who would like to enjoy all that adult content of the Looking Glass and my alphapro.com web site, this travel section of the Funhouse blog is perhaps the bridge that many of you have been waiting for.

Thailand section Jack Corbett Asia Travelogue

Poda Island Krabi
Krabi is my favorite beach destination in Thailand

The Man Tour of Thailand

Plumeria Serviced apartments on Wongamat Beach

Nong Nooch Tropical Gardens

Movie Time at Pattaya Long Beach Hotel

Beachs of  Krabi and  the Phi Phi Islands

North Pattaya’s Garden Cliff Resort

Dirt bike riding on Koh Samet’s rutted trails

Jack Corbett’s Twelve Wonders of Pattaya

Thailand’s best beaches, Krabi, Phi Phi Islands, and Railey

Driving motorbikes on Pattaya Koh Larn Island

Koh Chang Resorts 1 gets an A, the other an F–

Koh Chang’s  hidden jewel–Resolution Resort 

In Search of Thailand’s Perfect Beach

Koh Larn Island Motorbike Video

 

Vietnam section Jack Corbett Asia Travelogue

Halong Bay in the Jack Corbett Asia Travelogue
On a Vietnamese Junk on Ha Long Bay

Late Date in Vietnam

Return to Hanoi

Places in  Ho Chi Minh City you must Experience

Malaysia  section

Mysterious disappearance of Jim Thompson
I spent 2 days looking for the place Jim Thompson was last seen

1967 disappearance of Jim Thompson, Thailand’s Silk King

Hong Kong Macau section

The Casinos of Macau

Five Days in Hong Kong Macau

 

 

Recommended travel sites

Agoda.com

Booking.com

Tripadvisor

 

 

 

Taking Full Advantage of the Alpha Productions Web Site

If you enjoyed the slide show on this blog’s homepage, you should take advantage of the Google Search Box at the bottom of the Alpha Productions front page.

You might have to wait for a few seconds for it to load but it will appear at the very bottom.   This google search window is geared to my web site although it will also take you to some sites outside of Alpha Productions.

Alpha Productions Search Engine
This is what the Alpha Productions Search Engine looks like when you go to the Alpha Productions main page. This custom search box also appears on many of the other Alpha Productions pages
I will do almost anything to get the best pictures with my cameras. Take this one. My girlfriend (I can’t remember which one) snorkeling. Had to wade out in the water to get this shot.

This custom Alpha Productions search engine takes you to a lot more than strip club pages.  Use it.  And you will find a lot more at Alpha Productions.

Interested in traveling to Vietnam?

There’s a number of articles on both Ho Chi Minh City and Hanoi at Alpha Pro.  As well as  Halong Bay and there’s a lot of great pictures to enjoy that I took in Vietnam.   But this custom Alpha Pro search engine also brings you to a unique Alpha Pro travel page.

Are interested in terrific beaches in Thailand?

Railey Beach (it’s just 15 minutes from Ao Nang Beach by boat) is oftentimes extolled as Thailand’s best beach.

You can use that the custom Alpha Pro Google Search engine to look up Krabi, or Ao Nang Beach, Railey, Koh Larne Island, Koh Chang, Koh Samet, etc.  Just keep in mind that although there’s a fair amount of Southeast Asian travel info there,   Alpha Pro has never has been a travel web site per se.  But…..you will find a lot of good stuff there about guns, and small motorbikes suitable for Thailand use.  And although I’ve now been away from the American adult entertainment scene for nearly 10 years, there’s still a lot on Alpha Productions about strip clubs and topless dancers.

Jack Corbett

 

 

 

Dirty Chinese tourists at Pattaya’s Five Star Hotel Spa

I am constantly being offended by all the dirty Chinese tourists I encounter at Pattaya’s Five Star Hotel Spa.  Or any dirty tourists regardless of nationality.

A lot’s changed since I took this picture in 1979 the first year the Peoples Republic of China opened its doors to Americans. Everyone wore peasants garb in blue or green then and there was hardly a car to be found.  In those days one could have any color of bicycle one wanted so long as it was black.  But you had to wait a half a year to get one.

These are not dirty Chinese tourists
From my 1979 scrapbook Peoples Republc China…All Chinese dressed like this then.

When our bus would roll into town, people would flock over as if we were aliens from outer space.  This was the first year, China allowed Americans into the Peoples Republic of China.  And I was one of these first Americans.

But Thirty-four years later (last night) I wrote
The Centara Grand Mirage Beach Resort spa is magnificent, so much so that I feel very lucky to be here. And so are the pretty massage girls.  But I’ve got just 10 free massages and they are expensive compared to what one can get practically everywhere else.   I wouldn’t pay the 1500 baht for an hour’s massage here.  But like I said, I get ten free massages a year due to my taking out a one year’s fitness and spa membership.

There’s a large Jacuzzi and a cold pool next to it, a sauna and steam room. The place would do a Roman Senator proud.  Except as terrific as those old Roman bath houses were, there’s no way they could ever top this. Unfortunately, marring the beauty of this place are the despoilers, the defilers.  Who make about everything they touch worse for everyone else. These are the polluters who throw their towels, and used massage garments all about the place.  Which gives it a ghettoish trashy look that is absolutely undeserved.

A friend of mine thought it was the Russians trashing the place up, but I told him, “no way”. First, there’s not a lot of Russians who use the spa.  And when they do I don’t see all the liter left behind after they’ve left. Asians now, that’s another story. But unless I ask, I oftentimes don’t know  these despoilers come from. At first I thought they are rich Thais.  But the girls at the desk keep telling me they are dirty Chinese tourists. Turns out they are right.

The Spa dressing room

In the men’s side of the spa there are fourteen lockers in a room that’s around 20 feet wide.  At at either end of these lockers there’s a bin.   Hotel employees instruct hotel guests to throw their used towels and massage robes into these bins. There’s written instructions are on a little plaque just above the opening of each bin.

For me, it was pretty obvious what these bins are used for, but I must admit that the text on each plaque isn’t very readable.  Because the test is one shade of brown.  While the actual plaque itself is in another shade.  Which gives these instructions a subdued appearance that’s in good taste.  But which is not as noticeable as it should be.

Each time a man puts in for a massage he is escorted into the spa by one of the spa’s female employees.  Who then instructs him to wait until his masseuse arrives to take him over to the area he’s to receive his massage. The female employee shows the hotel guest the massage clothing he is expected to wear as she explains the whole procedure to him. She also gives him instructions where he’s supposed to put used towels and the massage clothing once his massage is over.

I had just arrived in the locker room when one of the girls from the desk arrived with a new hotel guest.  Who was obviously Asian. The man never greeted me which was typical of most Asian guests.  But  I often talked with the desk girl who like most of the hotel’s employees goes out of her way to be friendly to the customers. I listened to her give the guest the usual instructions.  But the man could obviously speak no English at all.  Nor could he speak a lick of Thai.

So the woman delivered most of her instruction by gestures and pantomime. When it came to where he should put his used towels and massage gear she reached into the man’s locker, pulled out a massage robe and then she carried it over to the bin. I thought she had done a terrific job and told her afterwards. In the meantime she asked me, “Help me with him. He speaks no English.” So after she left I grabbed a towel and shoved it towards the bin to make it 100 percent clear where he needed to put his towels and used massage gear.

I then went over to the fitness center where I exercised for one hour.  When I reentered the spa I found that someone had turned  the beautiful small dressing room into a pig pen. My thoughts immediately turned to the Chinese man who by this time had just finished getting his massage.

But surely he couldn’t have done this much havoc all by himself? I asked myself. Certainly he had to have gotten some assistance from several of his dirty Chinese tourists friends at despoiling the place?

Well, we will see about that. If you and your fellow dirty Chinese tourists friends persist in trashing up everything around here that’s beautiful, then the least I can do is to give all of you a bad name for your rudeness, inconsiderate behavior, and your polluting the planet the rest of us live on.

But I had to be fair. I had to be 100 percent certain the man was guilty. Someone had strewn at least four used towels and massage robes  all over the spa.  Several on the bench the rest of us had to sit on while changing clothes, the rest on the floor. In the next room a hotel guest had carelessly cast a towel next to one of the ornate wash basins. To find out whether this particular Asian was guilty or not I went over to the towel bin next to the man’s locker. I looked inside the little closet and saw that there were a number of used towels inside.  But not one single massage robe.

So obviously this hotel guest had thrown everything around.  He might have even gotten a few extra towels and massage robes for good measure.  Just  to establish who was the boss. I then looked into the towel bin next to my locker.  And found that no one had disposed of his massage gear there either. Which meant that I was 95 percent certain that this Ex Red Chinese was one human pig indeed.

The pollution in our beloved dressing room had almost devastated me. So much so that I had to show what this derelict had done to the friendly desk girl.

I didn’t walk to the spa’s desk. I ran. Only to find the ex Red dirty Chinese fully dressed sitting in a chair near the desk girl.  No doubt he was waiting for his wife to come out of the woman’s section of the spa. The first thing I asked the desk girl was whether or not the   Chinese had gotten a massage or not. When she assured me that he certainly had, I immediately told her in Thai that the man was a pig. That he had desecrated the spa and that she should see for herself what havoc he had wrought. When she asked me if I knew for sure who had done it, I immediately looked over at the man.  Then I pointed at him and told her once again in Thai that he was one big pig.

The problem, and it is especially true about Five Star hotels, is that the customer is always right. This man in front of me was the most miserable excuse for a human being that I had ever laid eyes on. But he undoubtedly had a lot of money.  Otherwise he wouldn’t be staying at so expensive of a hotel in the first place. And the desk girl couldn’t say anything to him.  Because if she did her superiors would probably severely disciplined her.

The way a lot of these Dirty Chinese tourists think is

“These hotel employees can very well clean up after me.  I’m rich so I can tell these hotel minions to do whatever I tell them to do”.

Well, the girl at the desk couldn’t do anything, but I sure as hell could. So I walked over to the Chinese and pantomimed someone throwing things into a trash bin. So even though the man’s command of English amounted to just about zero he’d clearly understand that I knew what he had done.  And that I didn’t think much of him.

Well, I don’t know exactly what the man said, but it was very clear to me from the way he said it along with his facial expression that he meant, “So what! I refuse to clean up after myself. That is up to lesser mortals than myself because I can do whatever I want to anybody that I choose.”

If he had tried to pull this in the United States, especially when I was forty-five or younger I would have knocked him out of his chair on the spot.  Even if it meant risking his getting his Chinese mafia friends after me.

But never mind. I’d get my revenge. It’d simply redouble my efforts to avoid buying Chinese whenever possible.

Unfortunately, too often there’s no choice in the matter at all.   Even  in Thailand where people make only a couple of hundred dollars a month or so at construction and factory jobs. The problem is that the Chinese are only paying a hundred dollars or even less for labor. And oftentimes when they work in factories they are required to live on the very premises upon which the factory is located.  Where they must pay the landlord-factory owners rent which  cuts way back on their take home pay.

Chairman Mao would be convulsing in his grave if he could only see what’s come of his beloved Communist society. And that’s why I keep referring to this polluter as an ex Red Chinese. He is the living embodiment of what all true Communists despised. And what they tried to rid their country of and for whom millions died.

I had just gotten back from Macao and Hong Kong where I had recently seen rich Chinese by the thousands gambling and shopping away their ill begotten wealth.

The Casinos in Macao rival those in Las Vegas. Thousands of Mainland Chinese who have lots of money to burn frequent these casinos.

That was just two weeks ago and even then I thought about Chairman Mao, Zhou Enlai and all those devout Communists who had gone on the Long March and fought so hard to get the Japanese out of China.  Who then rid their country of Chiang Kai Shek and all his gangsters. Their whole Communist social experiment had turned into a complete travesty.

Actually Chairman Mao wasn’t exactly a saint. Not hardly. But he did have his little red book in which he exhorted all good Chinese to do things for the good of others.  He also had all his reeducation camps where he’d send Chinese he found to be especially offensive such as the turd I had just encountered in the five star spa.

I must admit I’ve gotten to be quite disappointed over all that’s happened in China since my first, and last visit back in 1979.  Some of the first Chinese students the government sent over to the United States actually came over to visit my farm.

My mother  headed a special voluntary English section for foreign students at Washington University in St. Louis. Her students came from everywhere.  Taiwan, Japan, Germany, Romania, and Mainland China.  Students who could polish their English language skills free of charge outside their normal college curriculum.  So they could learn from my mother and the teachers working under her who donated their time for free.

One of my best friends came from Japan.  Takoi was an engineering student getting his masters.  He would remain in the U.S. for three or four years. Meanwhile I was living on a farm in central Illinois, alone. And both my parents would keep bringing my mother’s students down to the farm.  Sometimes for an entire weekend. There was one Taiwanese group in particular who came to visit me several times.  So if anyone thinks I have it in for the Chinese, don’t even go there.

One man in particular  was in his thirties.  He was a college professor who I put to work helping me  put a new cedar shake single roof on an outhouse I had in my backyard.  I then had him help me build shelves in my machine shed. The man was from the People’s Republic then known as Red China.  In his earlier days the government had sent him to Chairman Mao’s reeducation camps during the Cultural Revolution.  The government put him to work cleaning out toilets to teach him his place.

Back then I had much higher hopes for China, then called the Sleeping Giant which was given fifty years to catch up with the rest of the world.

Immediately upon returning from China in 1979 I subscribed to a Red Chinese newspaper which I received monthly by snail mail from China to my farm. But now so much has changed and my whole perspective has become so much more negative.

 Most mainland Chinese I encounter here in Thailand are dirty Chinese tourists

I think of a restaurant owner friend of mine telling me that his worse customers by far all come from the Chinese mainland. To my complete disbelief he once told me how a group of them can come into his restaurant.  And that not even a pack of dogs could come in, eat off his tables and leave his place in such a disgusting mess as the Chinese can.

“Not the Hong Kong Chinese or the Taiwanese,” he kept telling me, “but the Mainland Chinese”.

I am unfortunately starting to agree with him. In the exercise room, they will often shout across the room at each other.  They speak in loud voices in the spa where a Japanese would recoil at such an abomination in a place that had been created for tranquility and calm meditation. And then there’s all that pushing and shoving in the lines I’ve encountered in my recent travels.

Thankfully, I did encounter some very nice helpful Chinese in our recent trip to Macau and Hong Kong.

But in general I see a lot of problems developing here in Thailand.  Particularly in Pattaya due to the huge explosion of Chinese tourism from the mainland. I have some very concrete solutions on how to minimize many of these problems.  But hey, I’m just a visitor here so what does my opinion count?

That’s another subject that if my advice were to be taken would bring in a better class of Chinese tourist while actually providing a more pleasant overall Thailand experience for most Mainland Chinese visitors. But I’ll just have to bring that up here at a future date. But when I bring it up I hope that a lot of prospective Chinese travelers read it.

As to the ex Red Chinese who got his massage last night, hey buddy, I do owe you one.

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