Thailand Road Trip: Nikhom Kham Soi, Mukdahan

A Taste of Hyper-Intense Thai Neighborhood Life

Part 1: Thailand Road Trip: Pattaya to Mukdahan via Sisaket

Preface and Summary

To preface this part two of my Thailand road trip from Pattaya up to Mukdahan Province via Sisaket and back—1,540 kilometers round-trip, just shy of 1,000 miles (960 to be exact)—here’s the reaction to part one.

The first segment was about my trip home to Sisaket, where I built a house in 2020 during Covid for my then-girlfriend and her two daughters, Chili and Wasabi. They were 10 and 9 years old at the time, and now they’re 14 and 13. Four years have passed, and they have never uttered a cross word to me. I call them angels. There’s video footage of taking them to dinner after the shopping trip.

The rest of part one covered my drive from Sisaket up to Mukdahan. I used the scenery—the road, the villages—as a backdrop to discuss the stark contrast between infrastructure development in Thailand (and Asia in general) and the decline of the West. It’s like America in the 1950s and 1960s, building the interstate highway system, bridges, and all that stuff that improved lives.

The reaction to that was intriguing, since it was a private video only for members. The feedback from the dudes was positive; they were interested in the infrastructure development and the lack of zoning—houses, mom-and-pop storefronts, etc. They ate that up.

But here’s the kicker. New subscribers started rolling in, and they were all chicks. What’s going on? So I reached out. Same answer every time: they’ve been readers for years—one even for almost 20 years—but they never subscribed until they saw how I stayed involved in those two girls’ lives. That’s a great deposition right there.

So let’s address that. It wasn’t a great situation with their mother in the last couple of years, but I sucked it up for the girls’ sake. Got them into better schools, learning English. Even though it’s still academically focused on reading, writing, and grammar, at least they’ve got native English speakers as teachers. It’s better than what they’d get otherwise.

I have zero interest in the mother now, but I want to keep some influence in the girls’ lives. Thanks to doing what I want to do anyway, I’ve got new subscribers.

This changes things. These women found their moral support in me first, then added the modest financial support I ask for—about the price of two premium coffee drinks per month. That’s my pitch: if you morally support what I do, and I do my part, then contribute your financial support. If you do not morally support what I’m doing but come here for dirt, morbid curiosity, or free stuff, then look inward. Check your entitlement mentality. (You probably vote Democrat because they’re all leeches and parasites, there are no exceptions.)

Here are a couple of tidbits about the girls.

Chili’s English homework was pretty good. My feedback.


  1. Nick always walks to school.
  2. How often does Alex practice playing the guitar?
    Usually three hours a day.
  3. Perfect.
  4. How often does Kate use her cell phone?


  1. Emma enjoys working out. (“enjoys,” not “enjoy”)
  2. Perfect.
  3. Perfect.


A. Perfect.


  1. Perfect.
  2. I sometimes go jogging.
  3. Perfect.
  4. I usually play the guitar in the afternoon.
  5. I sometimes stay back after school.
  6. Perfect.


  1. sometimes, often, or seldom / rarely (“always” means “every time”)
  2. yes
  3. yes
  4. often
  5. yes
  6. yes (Does she? Thai classical, maybe…)
  7. GOOD. (Especially with boys…NO boys)

Wasabi (the “Tomboy” still) is enamored of my new musculature. Those are 5Kg dumbbells (11lbs each). Pretty good for a 13-year-old girl. So…

… The video delves into life around the reservoir, a place that functions like a resort but is essentially a neighborhood buzzing with activity. It’s centered on a girl and her family—a chaotic mess of brothers, sisters, cousins, aunts, uncles, and downstream relatives. The sheer size of this family, all living within walking distance of each other, is mind-boggling. It’s enlightening and thought-provoking regarding what you really want out of life and what’s genuinely important to you.

Interestingly, there are a number of foreigners in the neighborhood, either living there full-time or part-time. They typically hail from various parts of Europe, with some Australians and even South Africans thrown into the mix. There’s an occasional American, but not many—Canada and the US are quite distant compared to these other places.

The girl I’m with has a unique perspective because she grew up around these men. She was with a man for seven years who fathered her third child. You’ll catch a glimpse of him in the video—half Thai, half English. Because of her experiences and exposure to these so-called sexpats in Pattaya, where it’s well-known they often find girlfriends, she views them differently. She sees them as husbands, dedicated boyfriends, and fathers—either to her children or to the ones they have together.

Consequently, her attitude towards us is human, with all the standard empathy that applies, not as objects. Watch the video; it’s a slice of life that might just shift your perspective.

All-around-nice, 44-year-old gal. It’s what she weighs, too. 44Kg (96.8 pounds). Never been a gram overweight in her life, and her highest was 46Kg when pregnant (101.2 pounds). She eats 300-400 grams of carbohydrate every day of her life, usually white rice and rice noodles. She cooks with little to no fat, and in fact, Isaan food, as differentiated from Thai food in general, uses no oil. No Isaan recipes have any cooking fat or added fat.

(The Western world is so hopelessly fucktarded about both fat and carbohydrates. The Obesity of Nations.)

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