My name is Frank, so what else do you need to know? Stuff about my family or where I come from? None of that matters... Not once you cross the ocean and cut yourself loose, looking for something more beautiful, something more exciting... and YES I admit, something more dangerous! So after 11 hours in the back of an airplane, three dumb movies, two plastic meals, six beers and absolutely no sleep I finally touch down in Bangkok! And this is it, Bangkok, Good-Time City- where Dollars and Deutscmarks get turned into counterfeit watches and genuine scars. This is where the hungry come to feed. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience! And if it hurts , it`s probably worth it...
