Bangkok Bike Tour

24 hours on a plane Thursday, and we flew two days into the future overnight, arriving Saturday afternoon. Unfortunately I picked up a pair of cankles in Hong Kong - the only casualty so far. 

Day 1 we opted for the Bangkok Backstreets and Hidden Gems Bike tour, managing to avoid Patpong and Soi Cowboy streets where the flashing neon Pimp Club, Spanky’s and Dollhouse clubs light up the night. We pedaled narrow alleyways and drainage ditches, while averting street vendors, motorbikes and wall pissers in every direction, all while navigating the left side of the road and fist bumping beaming children yelling “HI”, The best kind of Forced Family Fun cultural immersion unplugged in my book. Proving even my 15-year-old can crack a smile in a picture. Besides, who can complain when poverty, garbage, shanty shacks and pungent smells overwhelm, only to be interrupted by swirls of jasmine and sandalwood, while precarious loops of electrical wire are dangling dangerously overhead? Lucky me, I even spoke French with a family from Paris who had the same idea of FFF, proving mom ain’t the only one cracked! 🚲 😍

Bangkok bike tour, Buddha’s belly, the pink gerbil wearing the Burger King hat offering a plate of oranges to Ganesha (elephant headed Hindu god of good fortune - and my beloved soulmate since India), 7-11 sushi ($6 to satiate my brood and mom’s a winner pork bun dinner), plus mango sticky rice dessert for the win! Thailand is delicious.