With Pakistan, India, and Nepal behind us, we are flying low over Thailand’s hedonistic capital, Bangkok. Through the small oval window, we can see mile upon mile of rice paddy fields; the entire shimmering 
landscape is still submerged after recent heavy rain. Shantytowns intermingle with newer structures until 
all we can see are the concrete skyscrapers and the immense superhighways that sweep across the city.

Our plan is to not have a plan; to let things happen by chance. Herbert and I have spent a good part of our lives riding to the last corner of this big round rock: 40 years and 595,000 miles collectively - enough experience to rely upon. This time, we want to venture where we've never gone before. Our destination is Southeast Asia and our top priority is to have a good time.