Floods and floating markets

The white rose dumplings are proudly plonked in front of me, the herb-filled parcels steaming above a bed of serrated carrot leaves. On a day like this, there isn’t much to do but sample the local food. Looking out to the road I see a cyclist wobbling as sparks of water fly from his tyres,…

Biking tour of Pai: Top ten highlights

The low clouds clung to the slopes like wispy threads of web as we hurtled towards Pai in our minibus. Cold air slapped sticky cheeks, and horns honked as fresh skid marks were laid around sharp corners. Our bus slammed to a halt, and only laughs were exchanged between the drivers. Route 1095 from Chiangmai…