Fussy or what!

I found a box. Put all stuff bound for UK into the Carradice saddle bag then put the bag in the box. I packed my bike up read for the off. Waited till 08.40 when the shops open to buy tape. Wrapped the tape around the box so it was secure. Put the address on. Took a tuktuk to the post office, not open till 09.30. Went to 2 cashpoints failed to get cash. Back to the PO, can I send this to the UK yes but all the little gaps between the tape have to be covered in tape. Tuktuk back to the hotel, covered all the holes. Tuktuk back to PO, new man was really grumpy, passport, I produced it he looked asked for my address, I explained it was not on the passport, I need Xerox,now I had on in my bag, produced it. He made me sign 100 documents (soooo slow to print) write addresses on more places. Took vast quantities of Rupees from me. I was free to go. 08.45 to 11.00. I still had to find a working cash point.

Anyway I packed the rest of the stuff onto the bike and off, found cash.

THERE IS NO WOBBLING. YIPEE.

Honestly I cannot tell you how goid a normal bike feels. I hared off along the road, accelerating, jinking, swerving, it feels great.

I had picked the top of a switch back to stop tonight. The cycle was flat and as usual very loud until I left the coast then it quietened down a bit, but not the most scenic of rides, but it got late and I was close to the bottom of the switch back and saw a sign to Home stay, I just followed the signs and rode in. What a great oasis of calm. Free WiFi, resturant on site, set amongst tender coconut groves, and food and accommodation around 14 quid, can’t go wrong with that.