Another short one..

Kveta and I had been in Thailand for all of a good week or so, and were chasing the durian. And an easy chase it was, as the season was fully going off, and many a truck load of them we saw and passed on our journey.

Anyhow, it happened that we got to Rayong, for the international durian festival. And what a sight! fruit everywhere, not only durian, but dragon fruit, longans, mangoes, chempadek, rambutan.. to name but just few.

But starved I'd been, of durian, that is, so little else really caught my eye.

Well, there we were, standing at a fruit stall, admiring the view, me with a durian in my hands held up close to me nose savouring it's gentle fragrance, Kveta beside me, equally enchanted.

When suddenly from the dusk behind us both, spoke the voice:

"Durian lovers hey?"

I turned around, and even though never having met the fellow before, immediatly recognised the face from whence it came.

"Hello Harley" I said.

Harley is this guy.. fully switched on. I already have a page dedicated to him here:
More about Harley Johnstone.

With help of his bicycle, Harley had used his own power to make it most of the way up from Singapore. Some going!

Anyhow, after hanging out together for a couple of days and sharing a couple of durian feasts, we went our seperate ways again, only to meet up some days later in yet another town (Hua Hin).. I had left Kveta sitting with the backpacks while I went off looking for a place to stay, when suddenly this sleek figure shot passed me on his bike. "Harley!" I called..

And Harley, it was.