Sometimes it feels like an eternity of flights and buses and transfers before you actually get your bike out of its cardboard box, assemble it in the arrivals hall of the local airport and annoy the Muslim cleaning lady by getting in the way of her bin which she seems to fiddle with every two minutes then you leave your box right there and cycle out of the airport. Trang seems nice.

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