{"id":5126,"date":"2013-11-18T01:01:09","date_gmt":"2013-11-17T18:01:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/?p=5126"},"modified":"2013-11-18T01:01:09","modified_gmt":"2013-11-17T18:01:09","slug":"arriving-thailand","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/?p=5126","title":{"rendered":"Arriving Thailand"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It was a morning that was just like any other morning when we stay at a hotel. We went up early, packed our stuff and loaded our bikes. But there was something different &#8211; it was the last morning on foreign soil.  Although we have spent the last days in an environment that is very similar to Thailand, spoken Thai most of the time and seen Thailand on the other side of the river, we were very happy but also nervous when loading our bikes to ride the last 20 km to the border crossing.<br \/>\n<div id=\"attachment_5127\" style=\"width: 1290px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Ready-to-go1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-5127\" src=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Ready-to-go1.jpg\" alt=\"Outside our guesthouse in Vientiene and ready to go the border\" width=\"1280\" height=\"956\" class=\"size-full wp-image-5127\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Ready-to-go1.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Ready-to-go1-150x112.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Ready-to-go1-450x336.jpg 450w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Ready-to-go1-1024x764.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Ready-to-go1-624x466.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1280px) 100vw, 1280px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-5127\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Outside our guesthouse in Vientiene and ready to go the border<\/p><\/div><\/p>\n<p>Crossing into Thailand would be our 14th border crossing and we stuck to the same routines as usual. Try to get rid of all remaining currency before leaving and we did this by having a wonderful breakfast of grilled baguettes and traditional laotian coffee.<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Breakfast.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Breakfast.jpg\" alt=\"SONY DSC\" width=\"1280\" height=\"852\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-5119\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Breakfast.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Breakfast-150x99.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Breakfast-450x299.jpg 450w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Breakfast-1024x681.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Breakfast-624x415.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1280px) 100vw, 1280px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The ride to the border checkpoint was smooth and took less than an hour. We were wearing our brand new cycling jerseys and we felt like a small professional cycling team in our uniforms&#8230;.<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Going-to-Thai-border1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Going-to-Thai-border1.jpg\" alt=\"Going to Thai border\" width=\"854\" height=\"577\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-5128\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Going-to-Thai-border1.jpg 854w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Going-to-Thai-border1-150x101.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Going-to-Thai-border1-450x304.jpg 450w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Going-to-Thai-border1-624x421.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 854px) 100vw, 854px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The border procedures were dealt with quickly. In this photo I have entered no mans land while Wej is still technically in Laos.<br \/>\n<div id=\"attachment_5125\" style=\"width: 976px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.19.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-5125\" src=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.19.jpg\" alt=\"Wej talking to someone at the border. Our Polish friend Bartek is seen in the background\" width=\"966\" height=\"613\" class=\"size-full wp-image-5125\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.19.jpg 966w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.19-150x95.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.19-450x285.jpg 450w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.19-624x395.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 966px) 100vw, 966px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-5125\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Wej talking to someone at the border. Our Polish friend Bartek is seen in the background<\/p><\/div><\/p>\n<p>All the countries we have cycled through have been countries where you drive on the right hand side. In Thailand the traffic is on the left hand side and right after the border check point on the Laotian side, there is a strange intersection where the lanes cross each other and the traffic continue on the left hand side.<br \/>\n<div id=\"attachment_5120\" style=\"width: 1290px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02689.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-5120\" src=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02689.jpg\" alt=\"Intersection for changing from right hand side traffic to dito left.\" width=\"1280\" height=\"852\" class=\"size-full wp-image-5120\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02689.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02689-150x99.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02689-450x299.jpg 450w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02689-1024x681.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02689-624x415.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1280px) 100vw, 1280px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-5120\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Intersection for changing from right hand side traffic to dito left.<\/p><\/div><\/p>\n<p>We passed the border on Saturday at 10 AM and there was not many cars at all. We didn\u2019t bother to wait for green light and carefully crossed the intersection against the red light.<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.27.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.27.jpg\" alt=\"Sk\u00e4rmavbild 2013-11-18 kl. 00.27\" width=\"1280\" height=\"614\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-5132\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.27.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.27-150x71.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.27-450x215.jpg 450w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.27-1024x491.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.27-624x299.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1280px) 100vw, 1280px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>We had been warned by local cyclist about the train tracks on the bridge. They had told us they are very dangerous, but we are used to tram tracks in the midst of the streets in G\u00f6teborg and didn\u2019t think a single train track was much to worry about.<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02692.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02692.jpg\" alt=\"SONY DSC\" width=\"1280\" height=\"852\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-5130\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02692.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02692-150x99.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02692-450x299.jpg 450w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02692-1024x681.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02692-624x415.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1280px) 100vw, 1280px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Wej smiling as she crosses the actual border in the middle of the Mekhong river.<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.23.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.23.jpg\" alt=\"Sk\u00e4rmavbild 2013-11-18 kl. 00.23\" width=\"875\" height=\"635\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-5131\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.23.jpg 875w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.23-150x108.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.23-450x326.jpg 450w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/Sk\u00e4rmavbild-2013-11-18-kl.-00.23-624x452.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 875px) 100vw, 875px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>At the end of the bridge on the thai side.<br \/>\n<div id=\"attachment_5121\" style=\"width: 1290px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02695.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-5121\" src=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02695.jpg\" alt=\"Saluting the flag of the motherland\" width=\"1280\" height=\"852\" class=\"size-full wp-image-5121\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02695.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02695-150x99.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02695-450x299.jpg 450w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02695-1024x681.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02695-624x415.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1280px) 100vw, 1280px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-5121\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Saluting the flag of the motherland<\/p><\/div><\/p>\n<p>Our cyclist friend P\u2019Ben had taken a night train from Bangkok and met us after the border checkpoint on the thai side. He had ordered a grilled baguette and the delivery lady came with it all the way from Sweden.<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02700.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02700.jpg\" alt=\"SONY DSC\" width=\"1280\" height=\"852\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-5122\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02700.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02700-150x99.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02700-450x299.jpg 450w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02700-1024x681.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02700-624x415.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1280px) 100vw, 1280px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>We will cycle together most of the way to Bangkok and try to re-live some old cycling memories together.<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02702.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02702.jpg\" alt=\"SONY DSC\" width=\"1280\" height=\"852\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-5134\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02702.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02702-150x99.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02702-450x299.jpg 450w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02702-1024x681.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/cyclinghome.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/DSC02702-624x415.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1280px) 100vw, 1280px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It was a morning that was just like any other morning when we stay at a hotel. 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