Motorcycle Diaries

We got our motorcycle licenses yesterday! And while the bike-riding of yesterday reeked of intoxicating exhaust fumes from the legendary Thailand traffic, traversing through the countryside today reminded us of scenes ripped right off some Japanese anime – a young couple clinging on dearly to each other and the their small motorbike, zipping through the freezing forest floor, dust particles swatting their numb faces, small jungle animals peeking out from all corners. And as usual we got lost. Had to ask the locals for directions back to Chiangmai whilst the Fahrenheit dipped, the fingers were numb after gripping the throttle in the icy blast, and the sour-pork rice during a pit-stop dinner didn’t help cheer our spirits. In any case, our biking explorations only allowed us enough time to visit a tucked-away waterfall, as we glanced past other attractions that were closed by the evening. And well, the motorbike license part is not true – they don’t check at all when you hire one. Sharon already knew how to ride a bike, and Willy evidently just learnt today. We got a smallish bike with a low cc, didn't go too fast and with God's grace, that has kept us safe so far. :)