The Good Life
I felt the motorbikes was a little unstable as we weaved through the hectic bedlam that is the traffic of central Hanoi. Nowhere else os there traffic quite like this. Condider the haphazard movement of ants, magnify it to human size and put it all aboard little Honda motorcycles and you begin to get the idea. On my lap between Phong and I was a box of groceries weighing 15 kilos, this put me way back behind the rear wheel, but stability was somehow brought back in the direction of normal by the 10KG of shopping betweens Phong’s legs. As we wobbled and weaved our way back to HQ (in this case my hotel room) I found myself chuckling to myself like a fool. I am in a fascinating city with a fine friend about to set out on a beautiful journey with a group of great people, life is indeed jolly splendid, and Painted Roads is go!
For more about Painted Roads bicycle tours and to follow the story of our journey through the magical mountains of Vietnams remote North East please do keep an eye on the Painted Roads Blog.