Paris

Wow, I am so tired. I went to Paris with my boss and it was great. Paris is called the City of Lights but I don’t know why because the lights weren’t that wonderful, but the city was so pretty, much more pretty than Bangkok. Actually Bangkok is called the City of Angels even though there are no angels in Bangkok.

Getting to Paris was an adventure because it was hard to get a visa. My boss had already got me the ticket so I thought it would be easy to get a visa but it wasn’t. I called the number of the French Embassy in Bangkok but they said that I had to have an interview but that I couldn’t have an interview until the end of July. I said that my boss wanted me to go on July 6 and they said that didn’t matter, I had to wait for my interview. It made me cry I was so sad. It’s not fair because French people can come to Thailand with no visa so why can’t Thai people go to France without a visa? I cried and I cried even though I was in the office. My boss was very kind and he phoned the Embassy but even though he is American they wouldn’t listen to him either. It’s like French people don’t care. Then my boss had a plan. He said we could ask the Austrian Embassy instead. He said that you can use the same visa for France and Austria and for lots of other countries. I called the Austrian Embassy and you know what, they gave me a visa the very next day. I couldn’t believe it. I told the Austrian Embassy that I was planning to visit Austria even though that wasn’t really true but they didn’t even ask to see my ticket. They gave me the visa which is valid for six months and which lets me go to almost every country in Europe, but not England or Ireland.

We flew on Thai Airways. My boss went business class and I went in economy which was fair because he was paying. Actually economy was quite good and I was sitting next to a girl from Udon Thani who was going to work as a chef in a Thai restaurant in Nice. She said she was getting a salary of two thousand Euros a month which is more than one hundred thousand baht a month. That is a fortune. She said her mum taught her to cook and that it is a hard job but she was happy to do it.

I was only in Paris for four days and it was hard work but I did get some time to go out and I went up the Eiffel Tower which was amazing and went on a boat down the river. It rained a bit which wasn’t so good but the city was so beautiful that I didn’t care. The fashion show went really well and I met a designer from a French company who said that I could send him my designs and he would look at them so maybe one day I will have my dream and be a designer in Paris. I enjoy working for my boss but what I really want to do is to be a designer.

Now I am back in Bangkok and so tired that I do not think I will go out tonight even though I want to go and earn some money. Maybe I will go to Gullivers on Sunday night. Now I am not scared to go to Gullivers on my own because I know many girls there. I keep thinking about the girl I met on the plane. Her name is Oy. Oy is earning a hundred thousand baht a month which is more than three thousand baht a day. She has to work for one day to get the same amount of money that I get for going with a farang for an hour or two. I am not sure who has the harder job. Oy said that she enjoyed her job and sometimes I do to. But one thing is for sure, I could not go to Gullivers every day!