

Hanoi, Vietnam
Roughly 20km outside of Halong, the heavens opened and I got caught in the mother of all downpours. The rain lasted for near enough the whole journey and I arrived Hanoi looking and feeling like a bit of a drowned rat. Although everything was soaked right through, spirits weren't dampened and it was a great, albeit slightly emotional, final journey. Just as the case has been for the last four weeks, the bike kept on going, despite Mother Nature throwing everythin...