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How I Moved to Thailand: Retired Early, Found Love, Built a Mansion, Live Like a King on a Pension - Plus How You Can Too!, 2nd Edition

How I Moved to Thailand: Retired Early, Found Love, Built a Mansion, Live Like a King on a Pension - Plus How You Can Too!, 2nd Edition

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How I Moved to Thailand: Retired Early, Found Love, Built a Mansion, Live Like a King on a Pension - Plus How You Can Too!, 2nd Edition

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111 pagine
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Jun 28, 2019
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9780463500156
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In "How I Moved to Thailand", I share with you how the move enabled me to get "unstuck" from my old life and begin for the first time living my dreams- and I teach you how you can do the same. The change can be dramatic- and exciting! I went from just getting by to living like the rich. In place of my apartment in an old age home, I moved into a fancy $150 a month apartment with a city view, daily maid service, and 60 cable channels. I went from being alone and miserable to having 3 dates a day, many with the sort of young woman who wouldn't have given me the time of day back home.

I went from being isolated and cut off from society to being a busy and respected college teacher, with my main qualification being that I spoke English! And then I went from being alone, to dating and then finding the love of my life, who I have been married to for 15 wonderful years. Together, we built a mansion for the cost of a garage back home. And yes, I do live like a King on my pension!

All this is possible for you if you follow my example. You too can dramatically change your life, and I very much want to show you how. If you're not ready to make the move now, I encourage you to plan for it, and in the last part of the book, I present you with an action plan. Perhaps what you want is to find love, something that can seem impossible to find in the West but is easily founf in the East.

The first edition of this book has been a frequent bestseller on Amazon in the categories of solo and senior travel, Thailand, the Philippines, Vietnam, and Far East travel. I hope this 2nd edition will be at least as successful and that it will make a big difference in your life.

5 Stars- and Worth Every One of Those Stars! After caring for his dying parents, Scott found himself bored and lonely and feeling trapped in their old age home. In desperation, he decided to move to Thailand. What followed should be an inspiration to every guy who dreams of love and getting a 2nd chance at life. Scott is an acquaintance and I know his story to be true. Highly recommended."
- Allan Pease, a popular Australian speaker and co-author of Why Men Don't Listen and Women Can't Read Maps.

"A fun read even if you never leave your armchair, though Scott's great story of living the dream in Thailand could be the one to change your life forever."
-Andrew Hicks, author of Thai Girl and My Thai Girl and I

Aurum, an Amazon UK reader
5.0 out of 5 stars Essential reading. A highly original, positive take on Thailand and Thai people.
How I moved to Thailand... is a uniquely positive, thoughtful and well-written book on a subject that has spawned dozens of published works. Worn down by life and relationships in the west - the author moves to Thailand in search of a new start. The vast majority of these books are cautionary tales as the author shares a litany of disasters and the reader is left with the feeling that they've dodged a bullet if they've never touched down in Bangkok. I spend at least 2 months every year in this bewitching country and - having read many of these books - I've invariably come to the conclusion that the author brought the issues on himself. There was a massive gap for a book that shows what can happen if you set about the transition in the right way. This book delivers that in spades. It works on many levels - you can instantly relate to the author's struggles to find a partner in the west - and he offers the recipe for how a guy with Jai dee (Thai for good heart) can revolutionise his life with a move to Thailand. If you buy any one book about Thailand and you are left with the feeling that it's a scary place - you have to read this one too as the (far more accurate) antidote. The author knows Thailand, he's lived there for years and this comes through on every page. Highly recommended.

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Scott Curtis is the pen name of a popular American author whose books have sold millions of copies. He is a graduate of UCLA and was a teacher for many years. He is happily living in Thailand and Florida with his Thai wife of 15 years, a lazy dog, parents (hers) nearby, lots of friends, a big garden, a second-hand bicycle he rides around a nearby lake, and a 6 year old niece who comes by every day to play with him. My story: I'm a glasses-wearing, slightly overweight, grey-haired, balding, average-looking 69 year old guy. I'm no Don Juan. In fact, I'm a little shy. I'm not rich, though I have high hopes of winning the lottery someday. Maybe I'm a little like you... . If you ever see me in Thailand, I'll probably have a big smile on my face. You see, I won. I went from vegetating in an old age home in America to living my dream in Thailand. I got everything I ever wanted, but could never find or afford in America. I had no trouble meeting and marrying a beautiful, delightful and peaceful young woman. She loves and accepts me in a way I always hoped someone would. She's made my life a dream for the past 15 years. If the Buddhists are right and I get to come back and live again, I want to do it all over again with her. I live like a king on a laughably small budget. By the time you read this, I should be living like a king on Social Security. My wife and I eat out most days at the finest restaurants- it's so cheap, why stay home? My favorite restaurant has a lovely patio overlooking a lake, where we enjoy dining while a violinist serenades us. The bill for the two of us is usually around $11, plus a buck or two to thank our server and the violinist. We own a fabulous 3-bedroom mansion, the floors made of various types of fine granite. It would cost millions in California. I built it for $60,000, about the price of a garage where I come from! My life wasn't always like this. After I was given my walking papers by my first wife in Texas, I moved to California and gave up the small publishing company I had started. Not much money was coming in anymore and I had stress about finances as California is an expensive place to live. . Further, I found that women had changed since the last time I had dated. The kind of pleasant, cooperative woman I wanted- like the girls I knew in high school - just no longer exists in America. Instead, I went on computer dates with women who seemed mostly interested in how much money I had and what kind of car I drove and did I own or rent? Nobody seemed interested in me. . To be fair, many had themselves been in bad relationships. And now they were like detectives, trying to find what was wrong with me. I was miserable. And lonely. I kept getting told I was too old for the women I was attracted to. After awhile, I stopped dating altogether. I went to live with a therapist/friend I'll call Shane in Laguna Beach. He gave me a hard massage table to sleep on and a small nightstand in which to put my possessions. After a week, Shane took the nightstand back, saying his daughter needed it. I had to store my things in a garbage bag in the closet. After a while, I moved in with my parents, who were quite old and needed some help; I needed a place to stay. There, I slept on an uncomfortable blow-up mattress in the living room. My neighbors in their retirement community were all in their 70s, 80s, and 90s, and soon I started feeling like I was too. . I was overwhelmed by the responsibility I had taken on, and as the months and years went by, I felt crushed by the experience of caring for them, especially when my father developed Alzheimer's. I let my friendships slide, and became numb to life as I did my best for them. In 2004, they died. I had died long before. Although I was finally free in theory, I found myself still stuck in their old age home, nothing happening, every day the same. Depression had left me feeling always tired, frozen in time, in a sort of living death. . I realized I simply could not go on like this. I began reading "Feeling Good" by Dr. David Burns. That book convinced me that I was in a downward spiral, and that, although I was no longer young, I had to get out, I had to try to realize my long set-aside dreams. It seemed so unrealistic at the time, but out of desperation, I decided to try to find a new life- and maybe even love- in Thailand. It was an idea so crazy, it just might work!

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How I Moved to Thailand - Scott Curtis

How I Moved to

Thailand:

Retired Early,

Found Love,

Built a Mansion,

Live Like a King on a

Pension

-Plus How You Can Too!

By

Scott Curtis

How I Moved to Thailand:

Retired Early,

Found Love,

Built a Mansion,

Live Like a King on a Pension,

Plus How You Can Too!

By Scott Curtis

Copyright © 2019, 2016, R. Nooklung

No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

Second Edition, June 28, 2019

Published in the United States of America

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Unthinkably good things can happen. Even late in the game. It’s such a surprise!

- Under the Tuscan Sun

DEDICATION

This book is dedicated to my wonderful wife, who has made my everyday life a joy. You’re the nearest thing to heaven that I’ve ever seen. XOXO

TABLE OF CONTENTS

INTRODUCTION

1. HOW I MOVED TO THAILAND

2. HOW I FOUND LOVE

3. OUR WEDDING

4. COMING TO AMERICA!

5. HOW I RETIRED EARLY

6. HOW I BUILT A MANSION

7. SCENES FROM MY LIFE

8. HOW YOU CAN DO WHAT I DID, MY PERSONAL ADVICE

9. GOODBYE FOR NOW!

INTRODUCTION

February, 2019.

My story:

I’m a glasses-wearing, slightly overweight, grey-haired, balding, average-looking 68 year old guy. I’m no Don Juan. In fact, I’m a little shy. I’m not rich, though I have high hopes of winning the lottery someday. Maybe I’m a little like you....

If you ever see me in Thailand, I’ll probably have a big smile on my face. You see, I won. I beat the system. I got everything I ever wanted, but could never find or afford in America.

I’m living the American dream – only in Thailand. I had no trouble meeting and marrying a beautiful, delightful and peaceful young woman. She loves and accepts me in a way I always hoped someone would. She’s made my life a dream for the past 15 years. If the Buddhists are right and I get to come back and live again, I want to do it all over again with her.

It costs so little to live here, I was able to retire 10 years early. I live like a king on a laughably small pension. My wife and I dine out most nights at the finest restaurants – it’s so cheap, why stay home? My favorite restaurant has a lovely patio overlooking a lake where we enjoy eating while a violinist serenades us. The bill for the two of us is usually around $11, plus a buck or two to thank our server and the violinist. Of course, it’s also very possible to go where the tourists and average Thais go and have a great time for half that!

Real estate is so cheap here, we could afford to build a fabulous 3-bedroom mansion. The rooms are huge and the floors are made up of various types of fine granite. I built it for $60,000, about the price of a garage where I come from! It would cost millions in America.

My life wasn’t always like this. After I was given my walking papers by my first wife in Texas, I moved to California and gave up the small publishing company I had started. Not much money was coming in anymore and I had stress about finances as California is an expensive place to live.

Further, I found that women had changed since the last time I had dated. The 1950s Father Knows Best kind of pleasant, cooperative woman I wanted just no longer exists – in America. I spent years going on one disappointing and difficult date after another, punctuated by months of going on no dates with anyone because I was so depressed. I’d contact girls online, and meet them for dates at bookstores, at the beach, at art museums, for walks, for lunch, for dinner. It seemed like it was going to go on forever, and I was going to be lonely forever. I joked to myself that this wasn’t a 1 year project, this was more like a 1,000 year project!

I went to live with a therapist/friend I’ll call Shane in Laguna Beach. He gave me a hard massage table to sleep on and a small nightstand in which to put my possessions. After a week, Shane took the nightstand back, saying his daughter needed it. I had to store my things in a garbage bag in the closet.

After a while, I moved in with my parents, who lived in a small apartment in Leisure World (now re–named Laguna Woods Village), a retirement community for senior citizens in a hot, smoggy inland area. They were quite old and needed some help; I needed a place to stay. There, I slept on the floor in the living room. My neighbors were all in their 70s, 80s, and 90s, and soon I started feeling like I was too.

I thought to buy a home of my own, but a realtor told me that anywhere near the coast, which is where I wanted to live, even a shack would put me out $600,000! I’d have had to settle for a small condo in a bad neighborhood or a trailer if I hoped to get anything at all.

CHAPTER ONE

HOW I MOVED TO THAILAND

Mostly, I guess I was just tired. Tired of being lonely. Tired of going on difficult dates that went nowhere. Tired of being unable to afford a nice place of my own. Tired of living in a senior community when I wasn’t a senior. Tired of feeling tired.

Women had changed since I had last been single. In the 60s and 70s, women were just looking for a nice guy, someone with a job who would treat them well.

Now, I found in looking at online dating ads, women had a long list of impossible and often contradictory demands that could never be met by any guy, and certainly not by me. You should be financially secure – but not that interested in money. You should be fit – but don’t spend much time exercising. Strong – but sensitive. A real man – but polite. Assertive – but not controlling. Great looking – but not that much into your looks.

Many of these women seemed to have, shall we say, control issues. I remember one ad in particular: When I was married, I was sweet, I was kind, I was agreeable. If my husband wanted to go here or there, I’d say, ‘That’s fine, honey.’ and ‘Whatever you say, darling.’ He dumped me for a younger woman anyway. From now on I say, ‘NO MORE!’ Now it’s MY TURN to get MY WAY! Boy, I wonder if anyone rushed to date her!?

Still, as I look back, she seems typical of the hurt and desperation and anger of so many of the women I encountered during the course of my adventure with online dating.

Believe it or not, I actually did get past this first stage of reading online ads, and actually had a great many dates, far more than 100 over the course of some years. Though I’ve repressed a lot of the memories, I do remember that with each one, I started out hopeful and ended up depressed. Some of the women had used old pictures or had lied about their age. I was expecting one person, but her mother showed up instead! Some of the women had advertised 40 but look 30, when the truth was more like 50 but look 40. Some were married and looking for something on the side.

One gorgeous girl started necking with me right away – just like in the movies! Turned out she had diabetes and was looking for someone to care for her when she went blind. The next day, I was at a party and saw her necking with someone else! One attractive woman had a baby with a husband who had walked out and now wanted to come back. But before she let him, she wanted to check out if I were interested in making a lifelong commitment to her and her baby as she said I seemed nicer and more interesting.

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