
Though enjoyable I am very glad that day is over. Near 80 km in 40 degree heat and loads of humidity would test the strongest of men let alone a skinny pasty Irish guy who has not cycled over 40 km in about 10 months. 3 1/2 hours and 8 litres of water later I arrived in Lopuri only to realise that without travelling with my trusty Lonely Planet, I have not the faintest of ideas where to stay. Luckily with my 6 words of thai and some dodgy hand gestures I found my way to a pretty good, cheap hotel where I proceeded to sit under a cold shower for 15 minutes..........bliss. After lying naked under a fan and having a pretty good chicken's foot and some other random meat curry from the market I feel human again. Bed for me now and I look forward to the excruciating barse pain of tomorrow morning which I suppose I deserve after not wearing a shami today, oh well you live and you learn.
2 comments:
Great name for a blog Will...its looking good as well.
Is there a prize for best name?
I propose Sally (as in 'ride Sally ride') seeing as she has to get you home to Dublin and put up with significant abuse....
Will,
Hope you have recovered. I am very impressed.
If you can bear to go back again to day 3 and look again at your wonderful picture of the bike on the verandah, can you tell me what are those funny looking ?trees I can see in the distance, growing like an up-turned umbrella.
Here in Shropshire it is a wonderful early April morning, cool and sunny.....I shall be thinking of you and with
loads of love
Sarah
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