For the second time on our 'Great Adventure', Amelia and I geared ourselves up for a motorbike trip to Pai. This time it was going to be a little different though... this time we had ourselves a convoy! Ron being the keen biker he is, was thrilled to embark on the route which includes 762 mountainous turns. Jo also expressed enthusiasm for our motorbike adventure, but I got the feeling she was wondering how she might cope on the back of a motorbike for ho...

The bus from Sukhothai to Chiang Mai was non stop for five hours. Chris and I had been accustomed to the Myanmar buses which make short regular stops, so this was a little uncomfortable! We arrived to the bus station in Chiang Mai which was a couple of kilometres from the Old city. After some persistence, we managed to barter for a Tuk Tuk to take us directly to 'CS guesthouse' where we had pre booked a nights stay. It was located just on the outskirts of...

I don't know what it is about the bustling city of Bangkok that makes us feel so happy. I don't think it's just because you can get such delicious food around the clock, or have broken conversations with smiley hospitable locals. It could be that it's a place we associate with meeting family, but whatever it is Amelia and I have fallen in love with the place and are always glad to be there. Sadly we could only afford two nights in our favourite ci...

The bus from Naypidaw to Yangon was smooth going, taking six hours including a short stop for lunch. Unfortunately the bus station was a long way out of the main town and it's an expensive taxi ride in. But with trusty wiki travel and a little help from some locals, Chris and I managed to find our way onto the local bus. It had to be the most rustic bus we had been on. The seats were slabs of wood held up by metal frames and the cushioned back row was barely ...

Up again for sunrise, but this time we hit the asphalt heading towards the capital in the back of a pickup truck, rather than riding our e-bikes along dirt tracks for the temples of Bagan. The morning was relatively cold, so being perched in the back of a pickup truck at dawn with the bitter wind whistling past our ears wasn't exactly fun! Luckily Amelia and I didn't have to suffer for the whole journey, after roughly an hour we were transferred from the ...