When I arrived in Bangkok, my first goal was to find a place
to stay.
After spending an hour looking for a cheap guesthouse, I
realized that a lot of old memories were coming back to my mind... (I visited
Bangkok many times 5 years ago with my ex-boyfriend, some friends and family
members)
In a
minute, I felt tired, thirsty, hungry and lonely…
I had crossed a shitty border
and spent hours in buses. I decided to stop walking for a minute and smoke a
cigarette to let this wave of sadness go as fast as it came.
I looked at the people in the street and asked a guy for a
lighter.
He was smiling at me and asked if I was in trouble when he
saw that I was about to cry.
I said that everything was alright, I had just been overwhelmed by old memories, I just arrived from Cambodia and needed a cheap place to
stay.
He introduced
himself, his name was Rommel, he was half-jamaican half-english and just arrived from
Ko Phi Phi were he was working in a tatoo shop, on his way to New-Zealand to
visit his mother.
After
a 10 minutes conversation, I decided to visit the guesthouse he was staying to
ask if they have a cheap dormbed for me.
And I was "lucky", they had one !
My
day just started to be brigther…
I
was happy to finaly drop my bag on a room floor and was ready to explore
Bangkok.
Later,
I accepted to go out have some food with this guy.
We
went to an indian restaurant next door, so good and amazingly cheap. Conversation
was fluent about travels, family and so on.
We
decided to meet again the next day… and the next day… and the day after...
I
spent 3 days having a lot of fun, discovering this "nice" guy full of surprises…
We went
to the swimming pool, walked around the city, had food & drinks in
different places, I met some of his thai friends, we went out dancing in a club, did a one-hour tuk-tuk ride around Bangkok...
We shared and laughted a lot.
He
was very generous with people in the street, locals asking for money or
tourists for cigarettes. He even bought a bottle of water for a guy vomiting
outside of a club at 3 o’clock in the morning !
He nicely offered me to brought my dirty clothes to the laundry with his the day I decided to have a massage.
Once,
he asked me to close my eyes in a restaurant and put a bracelet around my wrist as a gift.
It
was a bit too much but I decided to just enjoy the present moment, I was going to leave soon.
As often when you meet people while travelling,
you have different plans than them and at one point, you have to say good bye.
The
day I was leaving he asked to use my iphone because he wanted to send a message
to his mother, I gave it to him and said I was going to meet him at the
reception later because I needed to have a shower and pack my bag quickly.
After
my shower, I packed my bag and realised a lot of money was missing…
A
little voice in my head immediately convinced me that he took it and that he
wasn’t going to wait for me at the reception with my iphone and, sadly… I was
right.
Clothes, phone, money… I « just » lost around 1000 euros !!!
Clothes, phone, money… I « just » lost around 1000 euros !!!
But how did I also lost my instinct to avoid bad people ???
In 3
days he had done everything to make me trust him…
He even had tears in his eyes talking about his complicated family story...
I
was a pray since the first minute he saw me, that's for sure.
He knew exactly what to do, what to say, how to say it and when...
He is a professional lyer, manipulator, robber, scammer, thief...
Real name : WASIM NASIR from IRAN.
The worst guy I ever met...
He will just fly away with whatever he can take...
I had been trying to write about that for weeks but couldn't.
I hope this post is going to help me free myself from guilt and help others to be more careful than I was.
