Thailand: Actual

I arrived in Bangkok at about 4pm. We'd decided to sleep in a hotel the first night and get an early start the next day. I thought I could make it to the hotel in before the sun went down at 6pm, being only 30 miles away, but that was way too optimistic. By the time I figured out how to get my bike case to Phuket, the sun had already gone down. It wasn't the 10min process that Erdem reported, having gotten there the previous night. Not having a phone, I decide to take a cab so Erdem doesn't think I'm dead on the highway.

I finally got to the hotel and put my bike together by about 8pm. When I got to the room, Erdem was fast asleep. I guess he wasn't very worried. We filled each other in on the details of our trip. Erdem told me that before he had left, one of his tubes popped in his apartment. He said it was so loud that his ears were ringing. When Erdem got his bike at the baggage claim, he put it together immediately. While in the baggage claim, he began pumping up his tires, and he kept pumping them up, until they popped. He said people were looking around and ducking. I'm surprised he wasn't arrested. I then go over and feel his tires and they are solid as a rock. He decided to let a little air out of them. In all fairness, my tires have been continually under-inflated. I've gone through more tubes than him because of this. I guess we both learned a little.

We then decided to go out for a bite to eat. I put on my sandals and we left the hotel. My first step off of the hotel property and my only footwear fails me.

This was not the start I was looking for. Luckily, we were still in the city, so it was pretty easy to find a cheap pair of sandals. They were only a couple of sizes too small, so they would suffice. After that, we went to the backpacker area, Khao San Road, to get something to eat. I got a couple entrees to get a few more calories for the trip. After all, 600 miles is a long way.

In that same spirit, we filled up at the hotel's breakfast buffet before we left the next morning. By 7am, we were on the road. The route was a little tough to follow, but Erdem had GPS and Google Maps on his phone, so it wasn't that bad. We just had to stop every once in a while. After about 30 min, we were well on our way out of the city and onto the first highway. The roads were flat and in good condition, the heat wasn't too bad, and it wasn't very windy. Conditions were pretty ideal.

Things started to take a turn at around 20 miles. Right as we were about to get on the major highway, I look back and Erdem is nowhere in sight. After backtracking a little bit, I see Erdem sitting on the side of the road. Luckily, he hadn't crashed, but had a bad cramp in his back. His backpack was too heavy. When he decided to throw some of his clothes and other stuff away, I decided to take on as much of it as I could. We started riding again, but it wasn't enough. The cramp was already there. We ended up having to stop every mile or so. This was not a good start at all. It was not looking good.


Erdem had taken about 10 Advil when he first stopped, and they eventually starting taking effect. Thank god for that. After about 30 miles, we finally started getting into a groove. We rode for about an hour straight at over 20mph before we stopped again. We stopped at a little restaurant on the side of the road for some water and Pepsi. At the restaurant, as with what seemed to be the rest of Thailand, there were some stray animals to keep us company.

We decided to ride for another 2 hours before stopping for lunch, so we each ate a Clif bar and started the next 40 mile leg of our trip. The sugar and caffeine must have given Erdem a real boost because we were now riding about 10% faster. Things were starting to look good again.

Things started to take another turn an hour later. With 37km to go, Erdem started hitting a wall. We progressively started having to stop at shorter and shorter intervals. What was supposed to take 1 more hour ended up taking about 2 hours. Phetchaburi and, therefore, food started to seem farther and farther away.

By the time we reached Phetchaburi, it was a much more serious milestone than we had planned. Phetchaburi certainly didn't diminish the accomplishment.

Erdem was in agreement. He was finished. He could barely stand up, literally. I wish I had taken a picture, but he fell over on his bike right after we got to the town. By the time we found a place to eat, he barely seemed conscious. It was probably for the better, though. Being conscious let's you get distracted by things like the fact that the restaurant you're eating at doubles as a daycare.

Or that the city is crawling with monkeys.

So we were finally eating a real meal after our 7 hour trip and 20 minutes of trying to communicate what we wanted to eat. After about 7 small entrees and a gallon of water, we were ready to go. We had about 45 miles to our final destination for the night, Hua Hin. Unfortunately, we were not going to be doing that by bike. We had seen a sign for a train station, so we decided to take the train the rest of the way. We could use the help if we were going to be doing this for another 3 or 4 days...

We were lucky to make it to the train station just in time to catch the next train. Erdem made a few friends on the train. They probably took about 5 camera phone pictures with him. They were this guy and about 7 mulsim girls. It wasn't all friendly faces, though. There was a strange guy giving us an evil death-stare with blood-shot eyes the whole ride. To be fair, he was probably just looking at us.

After we got off in Hua Hin, we talked to a woman who recommended a hotel on the water. Her directions involved going past the Hilton. It took a lot of self-restraint for Erdem to follow that part of the directions. When we got to the hotel, we got a room with AC, of course. Unfortunately, we didn't realize we could turn it down, so I spent the whole night going between being too hot under the covers and being bitten by mosquitoes without the covers. It wasn't until morning that we discovered the dial that controls the AC. In case you're interested, air conditioning is called "air cond" in Thailand, as if it were discovered through the options list of a discount rental car company.

After waking up late, eating breakfast, and wasting a few hours, Erdem announced that he wasn't going to be able to ride 45 miles that day to the last town before the 120 miles stretch with no big cities, which was already out of the question to ride. We figured, we might as well enjoy ourselves if we weren't going to do any riding that day. This is probably where the reality of the trip departed from the plan. Our next move was a haircut and shave.

At this point, all bets were off. We finally came to the conclusion that we should just get to Phuket as quickly as possible and do as much good riding there as we were willing. So that night, we took a train to Surat Thani.

And a truck to Phuket.

Yay, we made it. That was much easier than we thought it would be.

The first thing we did when we arrived was get a hotel, with AC.

Thailand: Expected

I packed a small backpack, and 3 small bags that fit on my bike. I was going to ride from the airport in Bangkok to the airport in Phuket, and spend a couple days riding around Phuket. Attached to my backpack was a bivy sack. To get every last ounce of riding effort possible, we were going to sleep wherever we were when the sun went down. We didn't want to be riding in the dark too much. If the roads weren't dangerous enough, the malaria-carrying mosquitoes were, which only come out at night. Erdem got some malaria pills, but I thought the bug repellent and bivy sack were enough. I brought a tarp to protect us and the bikes from possible rain while sleeping outside.

The distance between the airports is almost 600 miles, and would definitely be more with the inevitable detours taken into consideration. After all, we did want some time to relax at the beaches along the way. We wanted to spend a couple days in Phuket, so we had to make the trip in 4-5 days. We figured that 150 miles/day would get us there in the right amount of time. To do that much riding, I brought about 15 Clif bars that were certain to be necessary. I also brought some tupperware and plastic bags to save food from restaurants. We were going to need to eat a lot of food.

Even eating as much food as I could, I knew it wouldn't be enough to maintain my weight. I ate more food than average for the week before the trip to gain a little extra weight that I would surely lose on the trip. That was definitely a good start to the trip.

In short, we were expecting a tough trip.

Death Rattle

It has now been a couple weeks since I last posted. As suspected, the posts are getting fewer and farther in between. Part of it is because I've been trying to push harder with work. I've also been reading more. Whatever the reason, it's going to be hard to keep it up. We'll see if I can keep thinking of things to post. And when I do think of things, we'll see if I actually post them.


You might think that Heather is equally sad about my lack of posts, but this was supposed to be a follow-up to my post about Heather's TV-watching; better late than never. I'm not going to try to think of anything clever to say because the picture says it all.

This is a picture from the top floor of our building. As you can see, the park next to our apartment is pretty awesome. The buildings at the bottom left of the picture are part of the British embassy. For those of you who like seasons, you can see that, despite it's temperate weather, Tokyo has them. There are some very impressive views.

This was on another 5 hour ride down a different river. In case you're wondering, this wasn't a particularly beautiful spot, it's just where I happened to get a flat tire. As a fixed my tire, I watched everyone ride by on their silent, perfectly-maintained bikes. I was loudly squeaking for all 120km of this ride. It's pretty embarrassing. Just as I haven't taken the time to post, I haven't taken the time to figure out how to properly take care of my bike. I wish I didn't have to keep it outside. That would make it much easier.

This was just another farm area I passed on my ride. I think it's impressive how many of these you'll see around the city. Tokyo definitely has the weather for it.

I leave for Thailand in less than 2 weeks now, so my next post may be in 3 weeks. Hopefully, it will be sooner. There was a funny public service ad in the subway, so I might try to get a picture of that and post it.