Drive down a small soi off Theppraya Road and you will come across this:

It’s more than five years since the 91 floor Ocean 1 project was announced. Tallest building in Thailand, new philosophy of living, prestige, sophisticated, fucking expensive etc. etc.

Since then, nothing; apart from the installation of a concrete plant which served all the projects in the area, apart from Ocean 1 itself.

When it comes to horses, I have no particular interest in flogging dead ones; but, as I receive Ocean 1 related hits almost daily, it seems like there are some people who want to know what is going on. So here we go, with some photos to gladden the hearts of investors:

Another car display at the Royal Garden Mall. Given that all the hi-so Thais and assorted rich people head for Central Mall rather than here, leaving a ragged collection of Russians and an overspill of Beach road hookers, it’s hard to grasp the intended target market.

Never mind, there was a lovely old E-Type:

We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot - David Bowie

Five years married to she who must be obeyed and my brain was hurting as to how to celebrate the occasion. She wasn’t going to get that ring she was always going on about, so it would have to be a trip to somewhere special. Trouble is, she updates the list of places she would like to visit on an almost daily basis.

Everest base camp- too cold Paris - too French Korangal valley - too deadly

So I settled on this:

Or as she who must be obeyed would call it, a Habitas.

Wat Sothorn is a large but somewhat unimpressive temple. The outside lacks decoration, although maybe I caught it on a bad day because it was pissing it down when I took this:

It’s election day in Thailand and she who must be obeyed was keen to exercise her democratic right. I was keen not to spend hours waiting while she queued. so we were at the polling station shortly after it opened.

While everyday life in Thailand can often resemble unmitigated chaos, the Thais are pretty good when it comes to organising specific events; such as an election. A piece of paper had already arrived in the post, telling her where she had to vote; in the grounds of a nearby school. When we arrived we found six separate polling stations. First we had to check the lists posted outside each station till we found the right one. Each station had a desk where you queued to show your id card. In return there were two voting forms to be signed, and then off to stand in a little green booth, before sticking the votes in two boxes; one for a candidate and one for a party.

June saw the highest ever number of visits to Pattaya Days (apart from the Jeff Savage month which saw ratings go through the roof). More than 7,000 visits to the site, and this in a month which didn’t feature any photos of horses.

So, thanks for visiting.

And as part of my extended thank you speech, I would also like to thank The Son for making my theme work perfectly, and Wordpress for providing such a slick piece of software for a a very reasonable cost (free).