This little guy deserved a post. I was at the JEATH war museum, a museum showing photos of what life was like for Allied soldiers in WWII who were building the "Death Railway" for the Japanese between Burma and Thailand. The shelf he is sitting on ran the perimiter of the room with the photos hanging behind...he proceeded to follow me along this shelf for my entire hour there because i am a sucker and would not stop petting him. Shut up ryan. and paul.

Taken while riding. Jiji looks nice... I look like a 1970's pervert.

Jiji is pointing out some vast fields of cilantro off to the right...you should have smelled it. That peak in the background on the right is our destination. It is a monastary with a beautiful cave and lots of puppies.

This was the view from the mountain-top monastary. You could see the curve of the earth. Just to throw a little wackiness into the scene...As we sat on rocks looking out over the farms and villages, birds and insects chirping, the leaves rustling...from 2000 ft below us came Bob Marley blasting from a sound system at a funeral. It makes you smile.

I think "diesel" designed this leaf.

Climb down those rocks you old fart!

This is papa dog. When we left the mountaing top monastary, we rode down a series of about 12 switchbacks. This guy would cut straight down the middle of the mountain, wait for us in the middle of the road to round the switchback, and then continue on to meet us at the next one. At the very bottom we stopped to say goodbye to him and he peed on the scooter. I guess we were his.