Had enough. Too much heat and hot here in Bangkok, as much as i like the place. So, while I wait for a clever man to fix my camera and a visa embassy for Iran to hopefully come through, I’m going to head north to Chaing Mai in the morning.
The map tells me it’s over 700 kilometres, about 400 miles, which we might manage in a day. If not there’s a national park at which I can pack my tent and unravel my thoughts about everything that’s happened on the way. That’s about 300 miles away.
To be honest though I just want to get the trip underway again. It’s lost its steam, its momentum and while I know it’ll all get going again once i touch down in Nepal I can’t wait for that day. Hopefully two weeks, but maybe more if the embassies drag their heels.
But I’m still loving the trip. It’s a test, a challenge. Not much of a holiday at times and I’m really looking forward to the challenges in these next couple of countries. The heat will be soaring. Summer in India and the rest of the region means I may as well ditch everything but my shorts and travel light, give Dot a brake and prepare her for the gruelling slog along the highest road in the world, which is in india, then for the bandit country of parts of Pakistan and then for the deserts of iran.
Firth though Nepal, with hills that’ll almost kill her. My plan there is perhaps to take a few weeks and hike around the rim of Everest. Not climb it, I;m not fit enough for that. But take a saunter. See what we find. See if I’m fit enough for a start. From what i hear it’s tricky.
For the route after Iran things don’t look optimisitc for crossing beneath the Med. Libya is apparently really tough to get a visa. You need a minimum of five in your group. But we;ll see. A couple of rally cool Germans at the hostel said places like Egypt aren’t worth the hassle, but it’s Dot, she wants her picture taken with a pyramid.