Koh Samui wasn’t my cup of green tea. Areas such as Chawang and Lamai are heaving with neon lit back-allies where you’ll be greeted by a swarm of ladyboys attempting to pull you into bars that attract male westerners, sharing a drink with a petite-thai female, about thirty years their junior. This island (which doesn’t really feel like an island) is a notorious place for western men and their Thai Wives to blend in with each other as they neglect their oblivious ‘other halves’ back in England or Oz. I can’t help but feel utterly sad for the young Thai women, far too close to my own age, as they’re attached to these hairy old men.
Putting this unappetising image to one side…I did find comfort in Lamai’s Food Market. It’s in the centre of Lamai town next to The Girly Boxing Bar. It’s not a huge market, but you will be spoilt for choice, it surprisingly attracts mainly tourists meaning the food is local but the portion sizes are ma-hussive…
…such as these kebabs, some were literally entire pieces of tender steak on a stick, for 30THB
On another stall you can choose your curry apply your own mix of herbs and ensemble your own crunchy asian salad to lie next to your steaming plate. I opted for handfuls of mint, coriander and peanuts to compliment my chicken Masamman Curry, which was served in a light coconut sauce compared to how it’s usually served, thick and stodgy, a substance sometimes difficult to digest in the heat.
Oily delicacies are an irrisistable guilty-pleasure and a daily fix when travelling Thailand. Eat your heart out with this fried food attack stall:
Afterwards, enjoy some post-dinner entertainment at the Girly Boxing Ring. You don’t need to pay for the show, you just need to purchase one over-priced drink. The ring is surrounded by a number of bars who’s waitresses double up as Boxers and play against their rival bars. I couldn’t tell how much of this was a ‘performance’ in the theatrical sense of the word, but it was worth a watch to check out some ‘Thai-Boxing’ for little money.