Planes, trains and automobiles. Not to mention bicycles, buses and boats.
“Do we really want to get on a plane whose company logo is a flying white elephant?” I asked Al. “Well,” he answered, “at least it’s not a flying pink elephant…” (How not to fly out of Mandalay.)
Flying over Iceland was one of most photogenic experiences I have ever had. This shot, flying over a frozen wasteland, was among the LEAST enticing shots…
This is the train in Bangkok. They had one car with cats and dogs all over it but I only saw it the first day I was there, loaded up with luggage, and unable to take a photo. Sadly I never saw it again and it was my fave. Bangkok Sky Train (BTS) had to be one of the best planned in the world, and the only one where we didn’t spend masses of time in confusion.
At the opposite end of the scale we had the MOST problem with trains in India. Trying to work out the schedule was only the beginning of our problems; there were constantly people who were apparently trying to help us, but actually working to make sure we missed our train and then purchased ‘cheap’ (and likely invalid) tickets from them. It was crazy! Here at the Train Station in Bundi, India, this sign informs us about the train schedule ¡NOT!
After our frustrating attempts to catch trains in India we decided to try something different and rent a driver to get from Udaipur to Jodhpur. This ended up being the most terrifying road trip I have ever been on. Here one tanker truck politely drives over on to the dusty verge to allow a more hazardous tanker truck to pass and I believe our driver was just about to try and squeeze through the middle of these two…Our spooky-looking GPS and dashboard of our 1HP (One-Horse-Power) vehicle on our road trip through the backroads of northern Spain.
Myanmar and Laos were the only countries in Asia where I felt safe enough to ride a bike; there was virtually no traffic, and everyone drove slowly as if their vehicles were the most precious thing in the world. I have lots of pictures of the scenery on this particular bike trip around Inle Lake, but the only one of the bikes themselves was when we piled them in this ‘ferry’ to cross the lake. Bicycling across a bridge decorated with recycled bombs in Vang Viene, Laos.
Leaving rainy Hue as seen through the bus window (Vietnam). Bus service in Vietnam is amazing, with the buses often picking you up at your hotel, and then dropping you off at your destination hotel. Used school buses act as the main way to get around Guatemala. They cram three or four adults to a seat designed for two children, the children sit atop the adults, the aisles are similarly packed full and all the luggage is piled on top of the bus. Al, with his long legs, was painfully cramped – even though I’m a foot shorter I had problems too!
The little local ferries in Vancouver are a blessing, allowing us to get quickly from ‘here’ to ‘over there’.We seem to take a lot of ferries to get wherever we’re going. The Sendai to Matsushima route in Japan had some of the strangest ferries I’ve ever seen but they got us from here to there in the most pleasant way.More of the Friendly Friday Challenge: On the Way.