Until last year, the farthest urban environment from home I’d ever rode a bike as an adult was San Antonio, Texas, which deposed riding done in San Francisco way back in 2003.

From here on out, I’ll have to work really hard to top my new 8,000-plus mile long-distance record: Chiang Mai, Thailand:

Granted, the riding we did was casual done strictly on the grounds of the resort of the Mandarin Oriental (not by choice but rather because of the resort’s bike-borrowing rules), but nevertheless: a ride is a ride.

And for anyone interested in the rest of my country-naming lesson left incomplete by the end of the vid, it’s understood the name “Thailand” has come to be defined as “land of the free.”