All the way to Thailand

Istabul-Hong Kong is one of those long haul flights. By the morning the flight comes by the Himalayas, I'm on the wrong side but I snag a view from the galley area until the seat belt sign comes on. Are K2 and Everest in the line up of peaks that seem to scratch the underside of the plane? I don't know, I'll have to look up the geography, but it was exciting to see that range for the first time. I might also have seen the Pamir highway and the highest drivable pass.

In Hong Kong I have a bike tool confiscated, the Chinese have odd security rules.

In Bangkok I hook up the Sim card, charge, get local currency and I'm in the train that takes me partially into the city. There are no Uber in Thailand, so I jump on the back of a motorcycle taxi instead! it's a freewheeling country.

I think I've done enough flying for a while. In the last 5 weeks I have flown somewhere once week. that's a new personal record.

I'm worn out with a small cold and it's time to stay put in one country.Læs mere