You love it, you hate it, and everyone has a story about it: Route 66, the stubborn weed, diamond in the rough or cold sore of RCA.
Route 66 will never go away as it marries itself into an intoxicating yet nauseating relationship with Bangkok nightlife. But KohSpot comes to praise Route 66, not to bury it and if we had a satang for every time we were drunk, flirty and loving life at Route 66 we probably would have a second private jet by now.
RCA is fickle. Its popularity waxes and wanes depending on the public’s preferences, if DJ Buddha is spinning the ones and twos with his sausage-fingers or if the police decide to increase their frequency of random drug testing. While Route 66 and RCA might not be as popular as a handful of years back the crowds will certainly return. One only has to look at the reemergence of tight jeans, libertarianism and organic food to understand that trends are cyclical. RCA is no different in that its popularity may ebb and flow but it will never dry up.
Here is where RCA stands today and a few recommendations from the altered minds at KohSpot to make the most of your time.
Lately, RCA has come under increased scrutiny due to the influx of short-sporting ‘Khao San’ers’ and the general pollution of flagrant farangs. As a result Route 66 instituted a foreigner tax of 300 baht you pay at the door and receive a voucher toward your drink purchase, a tactic usually reserved for more seedy late night establishments like..ahem..Scratch Dog. It’s possible foreigners were entering Route 66 and not buying any alcohol (one plausible theory) and thus justifying the entrance fee, but most likely the owners of Route 66 saw a golden opportunity to implement the farang tax and are cashing out.
Profiting from racism, such an antiquated business practice.
Now it’s time to get to the fun part of writing about Route 66 – the stories. There was the time when Rusty (local legend pictured) showed up in a Gucci suit and a snazzy new haircut. Yep, his presence alone makes headlines. There was the other time that we watched in aberrant fascination as seven Thai gentlemen threw half full whisky bottles at one unsuspecting farang after he crossed the line too many times with claims of being “hood rich”, and there were the countless drunken stupors that resulted in make out sessions, nameless phone numbers and hopes of found love. Oh, and then there were the kathoeys.
Is Route 66 still worthwhile?
What are your thoughts on the Farang tax?
What’s your favorite Route 66 story?
Your feedback is what breaths life into this Bangkok institution.
Location: On Royal Crown Avenue next to the Rama 9 Road entry. Second club in after Slim.
Mass transit: Could take motosai from Rama IX MRT, but better to just take a taxi. It’s not that far from most places.
Hours: 6 pm-2 am nightly