Soi Cowboy.

After we left our Dutch magician mate behind, we headed out for dinner, then later on jumped into a cab to Soi Cowboy, which we mistakenly believed to be the area of town where you can play ping pong without a bat.

We got way-laid once there as we met a lovely couple from the UK named Ben and Katie, and Ben's 17-nearly-18 year old cousin, Harry. It was Harry's birthday at the stroke of midnight (Christmas Day), so we all lined up a drink to toast him with, then took him along to one of the more sedate girlie bars for a lap dance to see in his 18th birthday. The "strippers" (in bikinis which didn't come off) were all on stage looking bored as hell. At one point I came out of the toilet and the Mamasan was giggling and pointing at the stage - I looked up, and there was Quentin giving the pole his best fireman's swing.... he was a hit.