Well, I’ve Been Taken By A Hooker.

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In Southeast Asia, the line between prostitution and dating is often murky. especially between young local women and much-older Western men.

In Chiang Mai, east of Tha Pae Gate, you’ll find dozens of bars where local women wait for Western men to arrive, intending to become their girlfriends and have access to their money.

In Sihanoukville, Western people who go home with Khmer girls they meet in bars are often shocked to hear them demand money afterward.

In Saigon, hair and nail beauty parlors are often fronts for prostitution rings.

But what happened in Phnom Penh was something else entirely.

My friends and I headed out to a bar.  Upon arriving, there were about ten customers, including the six of us…and seven girls behind the bar, a few a lot more on the floor, all of them dressed in identical jackets.

Now…those of you who have waited tables or tended bar (something I think everyone must do at some point in their lives), you can tell me ideal away what’s wrong with that picture.  In a normal establishment, there would never be that numerous people working.

These girls were very likely prostitutes.

All right, then.

The kids played pool.  I hung out at the bar, talking to the girls in the jackets.  Soon, they convinced me to play this game with them:

I had never seen it before in my life. (Though I believe I’m in the minority.  My pal Dave saw this picture and said, “SHUT THE BOX!! classic game – also known as Tric-Trac, Canoga, Klackers, Zoltan Box, Batten Down the Hatches, or High Rollers….”  Perhaps it’s a lot more popular in the UK?)

One person rolls a pair of dice. If you get a two and a six, for example, you can choose to turn over the two, the six, or the eight, as it’s the sum.  Once you turn over one number, you can’t turn it over again.  The goal is to turn over all nine numbers with no repeats.

Well, obviously, as a first-timer, I lost.  Frequently. despite calculating probability in my head with every roll.

And I had to purchase the bar girls plenty of tequila shots.

(This is usually where I’d include a picture of the girls with their shots, but I think their privacy must be respected considering their likely alternate profession.)

Next, we headed to Heart of Darkness, one of the most popular dance clubs in Cambodia.

Now, while I’ve been to my share of bars in Southeast Asia, this was the first time I had been to a proper, respectable dance club in months. and it was amazing, from the music to the Angkor-themed decoration to the stunning crowd.

Well, mostly beautiful.  Amidst the stunning Khmer girls, I identified an old man with long white hair and mutton chops, sweat dripping down his brow, his arms flailing like chicken wings.

A sensational Khmer girl, probably a few years older than me, saw me staring and leaned into my ear, pointing to the man.  “My spouse — he loves to dance!” she said with pride.

It never fails to shock me, how pleased some of these girls are to be married to Western men, no matter how old or fat or unattractive.

Either these girls are damn good actresses or they actually imply it.

What a night.

“Kate, you lost a lot of money to those prostitutes!” Ste told me the next day.

“I know!  I got taken by a hooker,” I said glumly.

Wait a second.

“I got taken by a hooker,” I repeated, a smile slowly spreading across my face.  “I actually got taken by a hooker.”  Ste and Darren looked at me like I was crazy.

“I’m Adventurous Kate, and I’ve been taken by a hooker!” I crowed, laughing at the absurdity of it all.  “Cross that off the bucket list!”

Those of you who have traveled in Southeast Asia — or Las Vegas, even — I know you’ve got stories to tell.  Have you been taken by a hooker?

Update (2013): It was my impression that these women were prostitutes, considering what I heard and what I saw with the customers. considering that then, some people have insisted that they are not prostitutes; others have claimed that they are. This post is a summary of my impressions on one particular night in 2011.

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