Hugh Paxton’s Blog has reviewed a number of books describing life in Bangkok’s prisons – all pretty harrowing.
The latest ghastly account of doing Asia time focuses on “Hotel K”, Kerobokan, not in Thailand, but in Bali.
Unlike the other books I’ve bought, read and reviewed, Hotel K is not written by a former inmate but by Kathryn Bonella, an Australian journalist who rose to prominence covering the sad story of her fellow countrywoman, Schapelle Corby, a beauty school student caught with 4.2 kg of marijuana stashed in her boogie board bag.
Schapelle’s physical beauty, her frailty, her professions of innocence, and the “excruciating shock on her face as the judge sentenced her to twenty years” captivated Australia. The trial was broadcast live on Australian TV networks, public opinion was split – did she, didn’t she do it – and Schapelle left the world of beauty school and boogie boards and entered the darkness and entropy of Hotel K.
Kathryn moved to Bali to write Schapelle’s story and it appeared in No More Tomorrows, a book that did very well indeed. Kathryn then returned to Indonesia to write a broader book on the prison (and other prisons in Indonesia) and the prisoners and people who inhabit them.
A lot of research – a lot – and the picture painted is not one of Bali Hai.
Her dedication isn’t to Mum, or all the people who made this book possible. It is dedicated to people who might help her write a sequel.
“This book is dedicated to anyone travelling to the tropical paradise of Bali.
Be careful. It could be a holiday you never forget. Even one ecstasy pill could cost you tens of thousands of dollars and a stint in the hellhole Hotel Kerobakan.”
Check Kathryn’s website.
www.kathrynbonella.com
Her sales team are earning their pay. There’s a lot of “buy this book, buy this book” stuff, and I found the check sexy scenes link a bit tawdry.
But if you are going to Bali, and are weighing the pros and cons of bringing in a bit of extra-special duty free, maybe you should follow her advice and buy this book.
Hotel K is depicted as money driven. The corruption and bribery make life easy for some – days out on the beach, flat screen TVs, eye-opening reductions in sentences should the right judge get the right amount etc. but if you are poor it won’t work like that.
Nothing in Hotel K seems to work like anything, come to think of it. The prisoners have a tennis court. They have a garden. They can get stoned, remission, a death sentence, a toilet that looks like a gateway to Hell’s sewer system, they can import prostitutes for sex nights on the prison lawns or in smelly cells with reeking blankets, they can snap group photos.
My take on this book is that it’s a serious piece of work and Kathryn deals squarely with some horrors/farces/injustices.
But she’s only seen them, she hasn’t lived them.
The books born in Bhang Khwang are birthed from those who have had years, many years, to suck the milk of degradation and struggle.
If you do get busted for drug smuggling it’s probably better to be busted in Bali. Not Bangkok. Nothing described in Hotel K comes close to what goes on. Or went on, in Bang Khwang.
Best option, as suggested by me?
Don’t go to Bali and don’t go to Bangkok to go to prison.
Be good! Have fun!
Hugh