(saiphon @ Oct. 20 2008,02:39) On a short trip to Babgkok about 10 years ago I made the mistake of staying and eating at the Nana Hotel. I only had breakfast of scrambled egg and toast as I was meeting some friends for both a major dinner and a good night on the town. By lunch time I was feeling sick and as the afternoon came I knew I was really sick. However I tried to keep going as the guys I was meeting were old work mates of mine and I didn't want to be the odd one out. Within about a few minutes of meeting them in a bar in Patpong I had to run out to the toilets only to find the toilets shut/broken. Tried next door same problem and eventually got to go in the Kentucky Fried Chicken place.
The noise from the toilet with me in it caused many comments but the worst was to come as I began to vomit as well and couldn't leave the toilet seat. Eventually I got a break and told the guys I was going back to my hotel to die. Made a deal with a Metro taxi and told him to rush as I was really sick.
Now this guy decided to take the piss, I had already agreed to pay way beyond the normal rate (worked in Thailand over 5years) and also knew my way around fairly well so I knew when he was taking me off track. In traffic he suddenly announced that he wanted more money from me to get me there quicker thinking that I was too sick to argue. Luckily I knew where I was and told him I was getting out NOW. He started shouting at me so I threw the agreed price at him which fluttered to the floor and tried to open the door. As we were in traffic he couldn't do anything about except shout and curse. I was going to argue but felt the next wave of vomit coming up so I emptied the last I had on top of him and the seat and quickly made my exit.
That was one greedy bastard that wasn't going to rip off a farang again that night as I had visions of him cleaning up after me for some time.
When I got back to the Nana I collapsed a Reception and had to be rushed to hospital and was diagnosed as having samonella food poisoning. I spent the next four days in hospital on drips and my bum felt like a dartboard from the many injections I got. The doctors agreed that it was the butter that I had with my toast that had caused my problems and that it was not the first time that someone that was staying in the Nana had been admitted to hospital with food poisoning. Apparently they refreeze and thaw out the butter pats several times during the day. So if you do not use up the butter supplied to you they re-use it again and again until its gone.
When I got back to the Nana I told the Manager about the food poisoning, which he denied, and decided to leave immediatly. To really rub salt into my wounds they insisted on charging me the full rate for the room including the days I was in the hospital, even though I had not used it.
Needless to say I never used it again, nor would I advise anybody to eat there either.
Saiphon
The noise from the toilet with me in it caused many comments but the worst was to come as I began to vomit as well and couldn't leave the toilet seat. Eventually I got a break and told the guys I was going back to my hotel to die. Made a deal with a Metro taxi and told him to rush as I was really sick.
Now this guy decided to take the piss, I had already agreed to pay way beyond the normal rate (worked in Thailand over 5years) and also knew my way around fairly well so I knew when he was taking me off track. In traffic he suddenly announced that he wanted more money from me to get me there quicker thinking that I was too sick to argue. Luckily I knew where I was and told him I was getting out NOW. He started shouting at me so I threw the agreed price at him which fluttered to the floor and tried to open the door. As we were in traffic he couldn't do anything about except shout and curse. I was going to argue but felt the next wave of vomit coming up so I emptied the last I had on top of him and the seat and quickly made my exit.
That was one greedy bastard that wasn't going to rip off a farang again that night as I had visions of him cleaning up after me for some time.
When I got back to the Nana I collapsed a Reception and had to be rushed to hospital and was diagnosed as having samonella food poisoning. I spent the next four days in hospital on drips and my bum felt like a dartboard from the many injections I got. The doctors agreed that it was the butter that I had with my toast that had caused my problems and that it was not the first time that someone that was staying in the Nana had been admitted to hospital with food poisoning. Apparently they refreeze and thaw out the butter pats several times during the day. So if you do not use up the butter supplied to you they re-use it again and again until its gone.
When I got back to the Nana I told the Manager about the food poisoning, which he denied, and decided to leave immediatly. To really rub salt into my wounds they insisted on charging me the full rate for the room including the days I was in the hospital, even though I had not used it.
Needless to say I never used it again, nor would I advise anybody to eat there either.
Saiphon
6 hours into the flight and i was stuck in the bog for 3 hours vomit and the runs.The stuardess knocked and i told her the problem. she put an out of order sign on the door and left me in there.BY the time we landed i was was a fucking mess. really illl.
First and only time been to bkk and went to bed first night.
Not thai food, but a fucking meat pie yuk
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