Sat on our pink bikes, covered in orange dust from the road, we can't help but laugh. Weaving in and out of the traffic, not sure of where we are heading...it's oddly exhilarating.
Cycling passed elephants, we find the floating market. Crossing the river, we visit Wat Mahathat and see the buddha head entwined in tree roots.
It feels like an adventure. We are beginning to feel like travellers.