When the going gets tough.

What a week it's been!! Some crazy days on the bike, driving through fields, jungle, plantations, national parks, nothing-ness and small villages. It's been amazing and it's been hard. There's been some looooong downhills and some unpleasant steep uphills (i even had to get of the bike a few time and push).

1160 m high, no wonder my face is so red.

 I know my shape is not the best, but damn, those thais sure spank that steepness sometimes, now i even have to change my break pads!
Well, enough wining, cause really, it's been totally worth the pain and sweat getting on top of those hills, enjoying the mountain views (to go downhill and then doing it all over again).

Yez, sorted once again; The veggies wagon has arrived!

The scenery has been priceless and we finally found some of that Thailand we both thought didn't exist anymore. It's such a different world out there among the small villages, far away from tourists, 7 elevens and tescos, makes you wish the whole country was still like that. How many times we didn't get invited for food, people brought us drinks or snacks, even though they don't have much to give. You wish you could give people something in return, but usually we don't carry much else than some veggies (witch looks like something you pull out of a Copenhagen dumpster on a hot July day), bananas and piss warm water -not exactly what you wanna offer people. Everyday we talk about what would be nice to bring down to people next time, but what do you bring from Denmark to such an exotic place that has everything? Rugbroed?? Maybe some Java Bov?? Yak!

Going downhill, weeeee!

And going uphill..hmm..

Well after a week in this amazing adventure, we're hooked on some more and are now planning where to go next. We have to make a visa run to Laos by the 6th of marts and after that, we'll probably stick around the north for a while, doing some more of those rural areas. 
As for now, we're taking a few days of in a small town called Nam Pad, trying to recover from a minor shitting disease, before we head north to Na Noi and Nan, passing through a water reservoir (sirikit dam) and some more hills.

This is just one of the type of jugles we passed, fresh and green.