I'm not ashamed of getting a hooker in Thailand. It is part of what made me who I am. It was the only part of the trip I didn't enjoy. I was young, and foolish, and susceptible to the judgement of those I was traveling with. They all told me it was just what you do when you are in Thailand; After all, you wouldn't go to Philly and not get a cheesesteak? And you're not a faggot, right? I did not want to have sex with that prostitute. If felt creepy and weird. I didn't know her. But I knew I was supposed to. They had all told me that was what I was supposed to do. After all, you're a straight white male from a 1st world country. She wants the money. You're not one of those fat old Americans/Europeans that come here for sex tourism. You're doing her a *favor*... Fuck all that bullshit. It is wrong. The experience learned me well. Don't trust the wisdom of crowds. They're all idiots. If it doesn't feel right, it isn't. Most people are morons who will do whatever the others do. Fucked up way to learn a lesson, but it was important.