Wheels

Wheels

I had a stroke of good fortune when  teacher Pom loaned me a scooter (automatic) and a new-found freedom. I could leave in the morning, as and when I pleased, and return likewise. The journey is far, but once I had figured out the correct junctions, I became as free as a bird. Next, I decided to visit Korat for the weekend and stay at the Sansabai hotel where I had stayed earlier this year. Two reasons for doing this: 1) It gives me space to think and relax, free from those mutts, and mossies. 2) It gives my hosts time to themselves. Thais are hospitable, and while I love that attitude, I am weary of visiting markets and temples. The million dollar question: do I take the bus and tuk-tuk, or do I ride the scooter? The drawback to the scooter is that Friday is by far the busiest time for traffic on the main Bangkok-Korat highway, the added congestion caused by workers returning home for the weekend, a trend becoming normal in most cultures I suspect. However, this problem is far outweighed by the ability to explore further afield than the areas I have seen. Decision made, a small bag packed, and I’m off into the maelstrom of highway 304.
Korat lies approx 30 miles to the north-west from Pak Thong Chai, and for the first 25 miles, while the traffic is heavy, it flows. Scooters use what we term ‘hard shoulder’ so I make incident free progress. Before leaving home, I had a basic idea of the essential landmarks, but with the heavy traffic getting lost in a city is easy, . Twice I missed turnings, forced to double back and try again, like the classic line; ‘ever decreasing circles.’ No palpitations, I reverted to Plan B. A simple mantra: ‘what the fook do I do now?’ The answer is in the colour yellow.

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