My gas tank is now enhanced by a compass whose red needle directs me north through unmarked farm roads in central Thailand. The landscape is flatter than Kansas with another enormous golden pointy Wat every 5 km or so, very impressive at first but eventually redundant. After a full day of non-stop needle following, I pulled over into a city called Uthai Thani, perhaps 1/2 way to Mae Sot. I am apparently so out of place that the police pulled over when he saw me in town, which was fortunate as he showed me to a cheap hotel (190B).
The Minsk is running true, the curry is tasty and cheap, and the road benign; "Sometimes the light's all shining on me..."
