We had a few days to soak up the sun on Koh Lanta, so Helen being Helen planned a little date day. First, we rode our scooters to Mem’s Coffee Corner. It was arguably the best breakfast of the trip so far. Adam ordered a traditional English breakfast, but
Getting out of Malaysia was a bit tricky. At first our plan was to take the train to the airport but for some odd reason it was more expensive than a Grab. The cheapest option is actually to take a bus, but Adam harbors a bias against busses. (Upon reflection
We drove back to Kuala Lumpur, down the winding jungle roads; Adam Tokyo drifting like a responsible pro, Helen clutching the sides of the car trying to stifle her gasps when he toed the left line. Despite our best efforts, we arrived an hour late so they charged us an
After the high octane excitement of MotoGP, it was time to find joy in the simple pleasures of nature. Where better than Taman Negara? The biggest national park in Malaysia and home to the world’s oldest rainforest. But first we had to answer one question: how do we get
We started our morning the same way we start most mornings, by waking up. After one last fancy breakfast, we said our goodbyes to BobAnn then checked out of the exceptionally comfortable Bespoke Trendy hotel. Adam called a Grab (Southeast Asia’s version of Uber) to the airport. When the
Upon landing in Han Noi we were driven to The Bespoke Trendy Hotel, a very bespoke and trendy hotel. The service was again enthusiastic and on the verge of being oppressive. As guests we were not allowed to carry any of our suitcases. We were greeted by smiling hotel employees
After several days in Cambodia it was time to fly to our next destination, Luang Prabang, Laos. We were again greeted at the airport by a quiet but responsible driver and a charismatic tour guide. They drove us to our hotel and gave us a couple recommendations for dinner. So
Our flight from South Korea to Cambodia was a smooth flight with a short layover in Hanoi, Vietnam. We landed in Siem Reap about 15 minutes before Bob (Helen’s father) and Ann (his partner); who we nicknamed BobAnn (pronounced buh-ban). As we walked out of customs we saw a
After 6 days and 300 miles of pedaling the final stretch was upon us. At this point we were cycling experts. Helen even learned the delicate art of riding with no handle bars: It was mostly… an uneventful day. Eduardo had a small mishap with his pannier again, but being
After biking more miles in four days than any of us had ever done in a month our legs were begging for mercy. Acknowledging that the bike crew could use some solo time we made the decision to split up for a rest day and reconvene at dinner. Eduardo used
After waving goodbye to our host, we set off at our fastest pace so far. There was rain in the forecast and we were determined to avoid as much of it as possible. Morale was high, but then only a few miles into the ride we hit an 18% gradient
After a great night of glamping we were rested and ready for our biggest climb of the trip. Helen got a quick stretch in then we were off. Despite our trepidations, the climbing day ended up being our smoothest and most picturesque day of riding so far: After an amazing