Chiang Mai
No time for Bang kok
On a cool mornings ride through mist wreathed hills
An elephant emerges swaying purposefully forward. I gawk delightedly.
Diptocarping around
Ko Lanta faded beyond the horizon as the last boat trip of this coastal diversion led me towards Trang.
Islands and time floated by
Island hopping
Back aboard a boat, now heading for Ko Lanta, my poor bicycle wondering when she will be returned to her element.
A blog Re-Andaman-ted.
After popping in to see my now slightly less bewildered Thai friends I set off north easing through flat lowland roads before crossing the Trang river and turning west under a rare cloud strewn day.