I bought this little video camera the day I left for Gily t.

I thought it would help earn some money along the way with videos on youtube of my travels.
Well with my DSLR Nikon being broken by the locals I thought I would head off today along the winding mountain road and take some photos with it as it does them plus 4k video, the model is the Alpha a2 mk3 and 16mpx. I rode for 2 hours or more, stopping to take many pictures, but sadly even though they are JPG they upload and look like this.

Even my laptop does not recognise them, very odd.

So I am stuck with a 3 year old phone for photos.
Where I am in Amed is classed as a village, there are no stores selling a lens, none selling good phones, the only thing I found here was this video camera, but sadly it is not up to the job, neither is the internet. More on this later.

I digress.

I set off on the winding beach road away from Amed and most of the time had the road to myself, well me and loads of stray dogs and loose chickens, I kid you not.

At times it is the best road you could wish for on a motorcycle, at others the worst, 10 - 90% in fav of best.

I took photos of motorbikes that had been made into toys r us for children to buy junk from, women construction workers with 20 kilo of rubble in metal containers being carried on their heads and much more, all lost now via incompatibility it seems.

So all I can show you is my $3 evening meal.

Sweet and sour chicken.

My plans to upload videos went up in flames taking with it a revenue source as the internet is so bad - a 5 minute video at just over 1gb timed out.

Maybe Thailand will be better, who knows? Not I.

They had a superb fish-tank in that restaurant too, and a singer.

On the way back today I stopped for lunch I thought was half way to home, but it was only 90 meters away it turned out.

There was one other person in there, it was 1PM, I nodded, he nodded back and left 5 mins later, as he walked by he slurred where the fuck is my bike in a very English accent, turns out he had been in there since 8AM on the local cheap moonshine, he was one foot forwards two back, unsure if he made it home, hope he did, but he could hardly see and at 50 years or more older, should know better.

I noted one more drunk tourist on a bike age 60 plus, and one local too, tut tut.

Anyway I am disappointed not to be able to show you the photos as the locals loved it and joined in with smiles, it made their day and the women construction workers? Well it gave them some respite, for a minute or two..

Have a great day.

Peace and out.