Getting Drugged in Thailand
This post includes getting drugged in Thailand. Sex in hostels and birthday tequila shots.
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Thailand// 2020
Thailand, the world-renown party place, is filled with beautiful beaches, amazing food and cheap prices. You have places like Chiang Mai that is more cultural with the elephants where you can take a quick bus ride to Pai and have a menu filled with drugs like weed, opioids and mushrooms. Or you have the islands that have pristine beaches, national parks underwater and the most famous full moon party, which occurs once a month. Everybody goes to Thailand for a different reason. Some to learn yoga, have a nice retreat, others for different kinds of surgeries, to find a wife or to let go and party hard. No matter what the reason, Thailand has it all.
What you do not see from the surface of this country is all the dangers it holds. From constant motorbike crashes to unwanted groping from ladyboys. I always say that the most absurd things happen to me in my hometown however, Thailand is a close second. When I was in Thailand I was a professional partier. I had spent the previous months travelling through surrounding countries going out frequently.
I flew into Chiang Mai from Vietnam and checked into a Bodega Party Hostel. I immediately met two girls around my age from the United States that was doing a semester of school in Vietnam but because of corona virus, their classes had been cancelled. We utilized our time together by visiting elephants, going to temples, eating street food and climbing waterfalls. We all got along quite well.
Thailand // 2020
Since we were staying at a party hostel the volunteers would knock on our door around 5 pm giving shots of who knows what straight out of the bottle. The first night we were all together we signed up for a pub crawl. Paying $20 you receive a shirt, a bucket of alcohol and tuk-tuk rides to every bar. It was a lot of fun and was worth it. That night I ended up at the sister hostel and had to walk through the streets alone at 2 am without being in the country for more than 12 hours. I do not always make the smartest decisions but I was trying to forget about leaving Matthew.
The second time I did the pub crawl it was two nights later with the same people. The bucket of alcohol they give you consists of about 4oz of any well alcohol and any type of juice or soft drink. I had vodka with some type of juice. It was very strong that I could also drink only half of it. It had been my birthday a few weeks previous and this girl from Vancouver, Canada had convinced them that it was that night. Everyone in the hostel bar sang happy birthday and I was given a free shot of tequila. Shortly after we got in a tuk-tuk and headed to the first bar. In the tuk-tuk they would dump alcohol down the throats of the willing participants.
When we arrived at the first bar I sat down in a chair and reached for peanuts where I fell off and began violently vomiting. Thankfully I was with the American girls and they brought me back to where we were staying. After a couple of hours of huddling over the toilet a guy with dreadlocks checks into our room. We have a quick conversation and I was constantly apologizing. He told me his mom was a nurse and I should drink some coca-cola to settle my stomach. He also asked me for one of my hair ties before he left to go party. I crawled into my bed and went to sleep.
In the morning I was humiliated. In all my travels I have never puked in public let alone in the middle of the bar. I snuck out early to go for a walk and clear my head before it had sunk into what had happened. I found the video of everyone singing happy birthday to me in which I didn’t remember, I also did not remember the tuk-tuk ride to the bar. The bucket had been the only alcohol I had drank and I ate 3 meals as well. My drinking skills were at the top of their game because of how frequent I was going out. My conclusion is someone had drugged my bucket of alcohol. I was very lucky I had only drunk half and I was around people I knew.
The saddest part of this whole story is that after I had realized I had been drugged I was still embarrassed. Even though I had not done anything wrong. At this point in my life,I had only consumed weed once and did not mess with drugs so I had no tolerance at all.
The funniest part about this story is the guy that had checked in the night I was not coherent ended up getting his revenge. We were in bunk beds I was on the bottom and he was on the top. The very next night he had brought a girl back to our room and they started having sex right above me. I felt like I was a part of it. For sure they knew I was there but they didn’t care. I texted the American girls to come back in the room and when they did the couple moved to the shower. What a joke. It was the first time I had experienced hostel sex.
Hope you guys are having a good weekend. Thank you for reading. On Tuesday I will share another story about the time I was stalked in Thailand. He full-on followed me, ambushed me, tried to kill himself, etc. xx
Thailand// 2020