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Travel Blogs from Kanchanaburi
... we had them.
After leaving their home, we traveled to Bangkok where we caught a bus (if you want to call it that) to Kanchanaburi! The ride was hilarious because we were scrunched in the back of basically a large van, with a bunch of other people who spoke not one word of English, a driver who appeared to care less about us and a piece of paper with something in Thai scribbled on it from Clark's relative Edie who didn't speak ...
... into the details that were the backdrop the film Bridge Over the River Kwai. It also has a viewing platform which gives terrific views of the green and lushes dense vegetation surrounding a very ugly piece of human history. There is not much of the track left but you could see where it was and the stretch of rock that has to be moved. Prisoners of war suffered long days of backbreaking work with inadequate food resulting in many deaths directly form the work ...
... and the
Next we saw many temple ruins including Wat Sa Si which is
known as the sacred pond Monastery and had a beautiful bronze walking Buddha with
perfectly intact hands.
Wat Si Sawai which was very beautiful dates back from the 12th
century, is a Buddhist shrine which was originally built as a hindu temple and
then transformed into a Buddhist temple so it has a mixture of the two.
... wondered if we might be able to buy a new battery for our dead camera as we sensed that this might be the problem with it. We set off in to town, but when we arrived at the camera shop they didn't have the battery for our model, which was a shame. We were pointed down the road though and so carried on with our search. We walked around a few of the streets and searched in a shopping mall, but it seemed we wouldn't have any luck. Even the shop in the mall that advertised they ...
... There Izz and I hired a local long boat to take us down stream into a sea of hectic vendors and excited punters. We spent an hour gently cruising, passing women frantically trying to sell jade elephants or wooden carvings of Buddhas. At first we were bombarded with the sweet aromas of food and watched on as the local women managed to skull along whilst robotically making mango and sticky rice or grilling mini bananas. The men were ...