Dog days are over...

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It was a later start up the coastal road this morning as my luxury accommodation included breakfast and as I paid my bill I had no regrets. I had enjoyed fantastic food and had a wonderful room with a/c, tv, power shower, king sized bed with a wonderful view across to the sea all for 2 grand....well my mistake, 2000 baht, which equates to £36.94 according to my online currency converter....money well spent!
The dogs were out in force though this morning, in the rural areas they are very protective and a real threat to cyclists and I had my fair share of encounters. You become very vulnerable on a bike and you have to have your wits about you as you ride along. After leaving the rural coast road and the dogs I decided to revert to the main road but this also had problems. I'm only 300k from Bangkok now and the roads are getting busy with loaded wagons travelling at high speeds passing close by me. The smell from the roadside isn't pleasant, mainly from rubbish and dead dogs and snakes and maybe an odd northern cyclist....iv stopped looking!



Managed to do a supervised loading....everything seemed ok to me!

Making several stops for liquid it often needs everyone to help to get me a cold drink, I even get to have one with a super hero!


Leaving the main road, Prachuap Khiri Khan has a nice feel to it and looks spectacular even on a cloudy day. Oms guesthouse will be my home maybe for a day or to while I explore.


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