Road to somewhere....

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The trip is now coming together in my head, the flights are booked and I have booked the time off work. It's wet, wintery weather like today that concentrates the mind for a nice long bike trip. I am still putting the work in down at the gym with about 16km in 30 minute bursts about 3 to 4 times a week - I should get out on my 'actual' bike but I haven't for a while.
So back to the plan.....fly to BKK, landing at tea time in Asia, direct shuttle to a hotel that I've stayed at before at Lat Krabang. Here I will have 2 nights and a full day to put my bike together in the hotel garden. I'm not a great believer in re-visiting places but I know here works and it will give me time to acclimatise to the heat too. From here I need to get to the central train station, having booked an overnight bunk, then it's sleepy time while I'm whisked the 1000km thru the next night to my cycling start point, Hat Yai near to the Malaysian/Thai border. From here I head for the coast and head up the gulf of Thailand, ferry over to Islands Ko Samui, Ko Pha-ngan and little Ko Tao for some diving. Ferry back to the mainland at Chumphon and keep heading north to Hua Hin and eventually back to the airport a month later.......riding in sunshine and eating fab street food along the way..... should be easy!?

Previous blog post title inspired by ....Richard Hawley - HARD : award 3 points
A totally beautiful sad but poignant song from an awesome singer-songwriter....I will forever continue to water flowers in the rain....

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