Yellow Scooter, Phuket
That's a few hours after my scooter accident, I'd gone back to the hotel to cover up. I wish I'd taken a photo of my bruse, it was as vivid as the sunset we rode out to see. It was huge, every day a different colour of the rainbow, and it took two weeks to heal. Driving back in the dark from the lookout, Viviane and I had to battle with crazy traffic and millions of insects headed straight for our eyes. This was one ride from hell, I drove the whole day on one brake (the back one), because the front brake was guilty of treason and the bike rental shop failed to explain that you can use both brakes at once.