After a 114 km ride on day 2, it was a welcome sight to see a banner dedicated to us hanging above the entrance to the Hadthong Hotel at Prachuap Khirikhan, a town looking out on the Gulf of Thailand.
Leaving Hua Hin this morning, we had passed through fishing villages and seaside resorts, and skirted spectacular rocky hills. One leg on the highway was particularly hot and noisy as large trucks sped by.
Yesterday we left Bangkok at 7am, avoiding the protests at major intersections, and began our eight-day ride at Hat Chao Samran. A little group of local children, accompanied by three orphanage kids now at university, and the orphanage director, gave us a rose each to send us on our way.
Last night at Hua Hin, Andrew and I and a French rider Jann, met a friend of Andrew's who lives in the town at a pool tournament at a local bar. There was some sharp playing and after a few beer Changs we took a tuk-tuk home in the temperate climate in the moonlight.
Tomorrow we ride to Ban Krut.