Dear Phil and Roy! Considering this was a quite unexpected destination for us, it has proved to be a bit of a highlight. There' s nothing like a bike to get you off the tourist trail and seeing real life here. If I wasn't so spacial- awareness challenged I'd get my CBT.
But for the last couple of days we have been "biker chicks." We got matching silly helmets and have been whizzing through the mountains behind the self- titled "Gay boys on tour." All the fun and none of the work...I was gazing at the stunning scenery and thinking about (of all things) The Flintstones, while Roy had to look out for potholes. Ha! But a BIG thank you to them both for looking after we damsels in distress so well. We love you :)
And the men got me wondering, at the end of our trip, will Kirsty and I be as much of an old married couple as Roy and Phil? Or are we now?
As I write my travel wife is also diary- ing. We have companionable writing time every evening. This morning we spontaneously had a dance around, sit- ups and (pathetic) push up (attempt) session. The other day on the freezing sleeper bus we had survival spoon.
When we meet people we tell them we are married...We have quite highly developed storylines by now....but are we actually married to each other? Probably.
Anyway, our bikers are going to do a tour of Thailand next year...wife? Are you busy?
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