This is too easy. If you really wanna live the life, you don’t need a villa in Phuket. Do this: first night hit Patong, get drunk, bring home a girl without remembering a thing. Day after: start training muay thai at a local gym in the morning, and when you are done you will find 12 missed calls and 27 new messages from the same number. Same girl of the night before. You promised her true love, an iPhone and a brand new Honda Scoopy.You didn’t wear any protection, so she says she feels she’s pregnant, needs to go to the hospital to check. You see her again the same evening. At this point she calls you teerak already. 3 days go by, your dreams of having a villa with girls are gone. Your online income goes mostly for the sick mother that has surgery the day later, coincidentally. You fly together to Khon Kaen “to show you her village”, and drive towards Buri ram. You get a mysterious alcohol poisoning at her place, you need to spend two weeks there. In the meanwhile, a new house is being built right next to her parents and her “brother”. You paid for it. It’s on her name because you know, farangs cannot own it. Enjoy Thailand.