Intercultural marriage in Thailand
I assumed the prenup would be my idea, to protect myself. Her father sat me down at the table and explained it was the other way around: it was to protect his daughter's rice land.
Simon, a 45-year-old Australian, assumes that if there's a prenuptial agreement, it'll be his idea, to protect himself. His future father-in-law explains he actually wants the agreement to protect family land that's stayed in his daughter's name for generations.
I had a divorce behind me and a flat in my name in London. I brought up a prenup expecting an argument. She pulled out a list of what she wanted to add too.
Richard, a 52-year-old already-divorced Briton, dreads the prenuptial agreement conversation with his Thai fiancée June. He discovers she had her own, quite different, reasons for wanting one too.
I ate alone at her noodle stall every night for four months. By the time we finally talked, her kids had already decided I was a problem.
James, a 60-year-old Scottish widower, retires to Hua Hin for the golf and starts eating dinner every night at the same noodle stall by the pier. It takes him four months to exchange more than two sentences with Nok, the owner, and much longer to win over her children, who've already heard too many stories about retired farang like him.
An Australian messaged me to say the woman I'd fallen for was his girlfriend of a year. Today she's my wife.
At 44, divorced for a decade, an American meets Tay on Facebook. A month later, already in love, he finds out she'd spent the past year with an Australian man who'd visited her village in Isan. She confesses everything honestly and asks for one chance. Years later, they're married and building a house to retire in.
Om never asked me for a penny in two years. Now she runs Thai nights at our pub.
A 26-year-old Brit met Om in a bar on Soi Buakhao, Pattaya, then found her again months later serving coffee off Beach Road. Two years of her never asking for anything, a complicated visa and a wedding later, they now run a pub in England with Thai theme nights.
I told her I wouldn't send a single baht until we met in person. She accepted without arguing.
A 61-year-old American recounts how, after a failed relationship in Vietnam, he met May, a refreshingly honest Thai civil servant. Years of video calls and a temple wedding in Kanchanaburi with nearly 50 blessing strings later, he gained an entire family.
I found her dancing in a Soi Cowboy bar. Nine months later our daughter was born in Thailand.
A 31-year-old Romanian recounts how a cheap flight booked on a whim sent him back to Bangkok alone, where he reconnected with Jit at a Soi Cowboy bar. A pregnancy, months of paperwork and a wedding later, they're now a normal family in the UK.
The reason for the visa rejection nearly made my head explode: she couldn't pronounce my name.
A 55-year-old Australian recounts how, after walking out of a relationship in Hua Hin in a bad mood, he wandered into the most boring looking bar in town and met the woman he'd marry in Perth years later, after a visa rejection for the strangest reason.
350 guests, a village chief consulting his charms for the date, and years later a message asking for a divorce.
A 50-year-old Australian recounts how a 350-guest Thai wedding in Phuket turned into a guest house in Patong, an affair with another woman, bar fights involving the police, and a final message asking for a divorce.
Her mum had always planned for her to move to Germany and run the family business. I showed up two weeks before that was meant to start.
A 25-year-old British English teacher met Nisa in Khon Kaen, a university graduate from Isaan with zero interest in the nightlife scene. Her mum, living in Germany, had other plans for her daughter. This is the story of how he won the family over and decided to stay in Thailand.