We’re back in Trang and it feels like our second home. Our room is changed (down three doors), the layout is the mirror image and they’ve added a table and chairs out back with the recliner we appropriated last year.  Our red plastic storage box was already in our room so we only had to unpack our meager household items (dishes and containers, utensils, hangers, exercise ball and yoga mat) to feel settled in. We brought almost the exact same clothes as last year (thanks to our lists and photos) so outside of provisioning we’re at home again.

We no sooner unpacked clothes and jumped in the shower after 48 hours of door-to-door travel (including 6 hours’ sleep in an airport hotel in Bangkok – we avoid going into downtown Bangkok at all cost) when TigerSong and Chalong pulled up with news about a 300-person ride with the governor of Trang the next morning. All I needed was my bike from SunSern and to change out pedals and saddle.  That involved contacting SunSern, a quick trip to town, faster equipment change and a 7-km ride back to our digs.

I made it.  Best way to postpone jet lag. I got one of the two places of honor riding on the right of the Govenor for four hours.  Slowest I’ve ever pedaled uphill (you couldn’t get a wheel ahead to embarrass him).  We rode to Ban Samran on the coast where there was a very large festival in progress. Ride home was much faster on my own, but at the end of 118 km I was toast.

More like Zonked.  Stanna stayed in Trang provisioning on our motor scooter.