I was dreading the return to the bike. More butt aching agony, and hopeless hills and I'd be back in the middle of nowhere where I'd be hanging out with snakes and rodents and smiley people with whom there'd be no understanding apart from hand actionings and happiness - every person [should] understands happiness!
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| Finally leaving Dee Jai hostel, Chiang Mai - Not an easy thing to do |
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| A few technical issues on the way... the buckled wheel, the unfixed seat, the chain that has decided it wants to be one with the gears.... |
But no. Four days into my quest for the border, I'm sat in a lovely garden coffee shop in Fang (Middle of nowhere, Northern Thailand) sipping my fourth cup of coffee; teaching the manager how to promote their hotel on the internet and gain many many other happy customers because this coffee is that good...
...When I set off on Saturday, I had every intention to cycle my manly legs off - but after checking into Mon and Kurt's in Chiang Dao, I found myself lingering in a hotspringed forrest mecca and decided to stay an extra day. I dragged myself out of there at dawn yesterday to cycle the beautifully challenging mountain ranges and, as chance would have it, bump into some friends with motorbikes who talked me into another days delay in Fang... waterfalls, hills, litchi plantations, more coffee...
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| Chang Dao Hotsprings |
At the rate I'm going I'll never make it out before my visa expires, but I suppose it's all part of the fun really. Besides, I've already been to Thai prison [Longgggg story]... it's not all that bad....
I have just discovered your blog - it sounds like literature that could not possibly be true and it makes me so very jealous of your carefree and colorful life. Please say hi to your wonderful Mom from me when you finally get there (Lisa Anderson from King's). I think to say be careful would be trite and somewhat pointless but do anyway :)
ReplyDeleteOh, and please tell the Thai prison story when you get time :)
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