And parked in pai once again the days saunter past and only small designs intrude upon it...and last night realising that, once again, there's a slight reluctance to leave here despite it being almost time. A strange place of sleeping lethargy, a lucky find and a place to return to perhaps...

And the year moves to an ending: one last journey I think back to chiang mai tomorrow and then all roads lead to Bangkok and returns...but there are two weeks left here...thoughts of Laos remain but the equation of travel sides upon a different journey. And there's so little to say; a gentle time as the line gweilo in the group and just listening to the distances shimmering upon this route.

There is another ramble on the horizon but for today...coffee and somewhere, hopefully to find a man with a mallet and sort the bike out for tomorrow...