So it’s official, I’ve become a lazy slob, Northern Thailand has sucked me in and hippyfied me. And two weeks later I’m till sitting here talking about leaving… I almost did today – almost – but…
I was so sure I was over cycling for ever – so sure I was ditching the bike, so sure I’d be doing something new and meaningful (or at least easier) but I’ve just spent a lot of money (Almost $15) replacing tyres, repairing spokes, changing bearings and brake cables and buying a bell; and now I’m committed. It’s me and Mao (the bike) to the border – hills and all!
I’m excited though (not quite enough to actually leave, but excited enough) – from here (Chiang Mai) it’s a 5 day cycle to the border (Chiang Saen) where I shall hopefully board a boat and sail all the way into China. They’ve recently suspended the passenger ferry because of Bermese/ Chinese/ Loatian military shoot outs, but there are supposedly cargo ships that may [or may not] carry a maximum of two passengers for the 3 – 5 day float up the Mekong, all the way to Jinghong, the capital city of a Chinese province I’ve never heard of; and if I survive that (the internet seems to suggest I’m likely to be shot at and with my Thailand belly I’m an easy target) I’ll be South East Asia free and in a whole new world where hot air balloons cost $10 000 (anyone want to sponsor??) and electric bicycles run free and donkey taxis exist (as a food source too) and anything is possible.
And I will leave – eventually – I have to… but not today… today I might find a hammock and a fruit shake… maybe some chang… come to think of it, today’s going to be to a tough one.