Monday, June 7, after spending the night at the Twin Towers Bangkok hotel, we embark into a destination trip for my promised more, and you almost have to cancel because of the problems that was recently in Bangkok ... River Kwai, staying at the Jungle Raft, a floating hotel over the river ...
On the way we passed the Damnoen Saduak floating market, where we took in a long motor boats, and left us a while to go and buy all the things we always end up buying unnecessary ...
Once the ritual of haggling that so we are accustomed, we drove to the area of \u200b\u200bKanchanaburi, where the famous bridge over the River Kwai ... we took the photos for, and took us by boat to the hotel ... I tried to understand what was the importance of that bridge in the Second World War, but could not get a lot, at least until a couple of days after we took a museum and the picture became a little clearer ...
The hotel ... how to describe it ... is a series of floating platforms on River, interconnected by a road made of planks, or by the river that can lend strength to carry you downstream from one platform to another ... each of these platforms has four bedrooms, a very nice decoration with flowers of various colors, with bench tables outside and a couple of hammocks "Paraguay" (I doubt that here the know with that name) where one can take and enjoy the incredible scenery and the sound of water running down the river ... also have a "deck" made of bamboo, with a few chairs and chairs to relax or take
sun on the river .... all this is compounded by the lack of energy much power it brings to the charm of the place ... based lighting kerosene lanterns, plus what the moon might make occasionally appeared ... anyway, this whole rant attempt is rare poetic form of writing my asshole is usual to try to add a touch a little more picturesque interpretation and can be a little clearer what it was indescribably beautiful that whole scenario ...
We arrived at the hotel, we set and then came the first bath in the river ... the current is strong, so we usually stayed on the edge of the cabins while we were moving a herd to another ... the big question was provided by a series of brown foam that passed downstream all the time ... I say unknown because everyone wanted to be naive at the time, but the reality is that it was clear what it was ... we agree that there is no septic tank, and a side has to go all that "rule out", right? I know that I screwed this whole celestial panorama wanted to paint before, but hey, is there ... Just that thought
not intimidate anyone, and we all enjoyed excellent bathrooms and only some pink ... so worth it ...
The second day we had scheduled a visit to caves lava, which now seem to be owned by Batman and his friends ... never seen so many bats in my life ... the caves themselves are a big shit, but the fun was the way to logically there ... so nice to have a river that was just for that side, we once again use his power to move with life jackets from the cabins to the caves, on a trip of 40 minutes, probably very little toilet ...
Around
yes, there is not any braver than can rowing against the stream ... or even the threat of Phelps, the "shark" Dieguito Furest ... so easily got on the boat and returned to the hotel ...
After lunch and the afternoon free to go, we threw down for a nap (I chose the umbrella hammock
nurse, drawer), and 4:00 pm we gather for a popcorn football is on top of a hill, where the people, or better known village where people live I guess that takes care of the hotel ... they have to a school where a teacher lecturing to four Mocosita ... tremendous ...
Anyway , we arrive at a championship golf and love between us, with six teams of nine each, with the winner playing against the Thai team ... just before the sun went down we finished our course championship and the team won
r (for a change, it was not mine) started to play against the team of the Mon ...
Forlan, Suarez, Lugano ... we only have history to think that this game was won in advance ... the big "claw charrúa" ... and as always feel Uruguayans and the match is won before entering the field ... especially seeing the opposing team, dwarfs that spent their feet tall, and seemed to eat fried ( once said the great Andrew Bocchi in an epic moment of my basketball Nautiquense pseudo times) ... the issue was that these dwarfs we painted their faces on all fronts of the court, and if not for some moments of illumination would have been a real humiliation ... luckily won only
4-3 ... The Mon are individuals from Myanmar, who went to work in Thailand to escape extreme poverty of their country ... in the Jungle Raft worked all those who played football with us and told us Chuta (a very peculiar phone) that they pay much less than the Thais, they send everything they earn their families in Myanmar, living alone with accommodation and food that gives the hotel ...
That same night, in the absence of electricity and options, we set different types of camp activities ... women got together to play Mafia (game of cards with a screaming furry), and men we put together several championships trick to hang ... later when we play strokes, or when colleagues were sufficiently certain positions as to 5 points of envido reversed itself throwing up 20 points, we decided it was time to finish the championship, and we joined a stove (no fire because it was all going to hell) with guitars and drums that threw up a little later, and where they could look more hidden talents ...
Unfortunately the next day and we had to go to Bangkok, as usual, from the days I spent like water ... stay fast in the river as of this writing ... the days are passing like a fart, and there is no apparent way to slow down the time ... I guess that is that we are enjoying a lot and taking advantage of everything that happens to us, but I still like to enjoy a few more things ... at least those places that I have as icons of the trip, and so far are meeting exceeded my expectations ... but the philosophy remains the same ... enjoy, learn and live all without regrets ... not missing anything and assimilate all the experiences that make us grow all the time ... but above all that, not ever forget where we are, and the unique opportunity we have all of us to be living this ... these are my assumptions, and although sometimes I lose focus, keep trying to pass each time according to them ...
On the way we passed the Damnoen Saduak floating market, where we took in a long motor boats, and left us a while to go and buy all the things we always end up buying unnecessary ...
Once the ritual of haggling that so we are accustomed, we drove to the area of \u200b\u200bKanchanaburi, where the famous bridge over the River Kwai ... we took the photos for, and took us by boat to the hotel ... I tried to understand what was the importance of that bridge in the Second World War, but could not get a lot, at least until a couple of days after we took a museum and the picture became a little clearer ...
The hotel ... how to describe it ... is a series of floating platforms on River, interconnected by a road made of planks, or by the river that can lend strength to carry you downstream from one platform to another ... each of these platforms has four bedrooms, a very nice decoration with flowers of various colors, with bench tables outside and a couple of hammocks "Paraguay" (I doubt that here the know with that name) where one can take and enjoy the incredible scenery and the sound of water running down the river ... also have a "deck" made of bamboo, with a few chairs and chairs to relax or take
sun on the river .... all this is compounded by the lack of energy much power it brings to the charm of the place ... based lighting kerosene lanterns, plus what the moon might make occasionally appeared ... anyway, this whole rant attempt is rare poetic form of writing my asshole is usual to try to add a touch a little more picturesque interpretation and can be a little clearer what it was indescribably beautiful that whole scenario ... We arrived at the hotel, we set and then came the first bath in the river ... the current is strong, so we usually stayed on the edge of the cabins while we were moving a herd to another ... the big question was provided by a series of brown foam that passed downstream all the time ... I say unknown because everyone wanted to be naive at the time, but the reality is that it was clear what it was ... we agree that there is no septic tank, and a side has to go all that "rule out", right? I know that I screwed this whole celestial panorama wanted to paint before, but hey, is there ... Just that thought
not intimidate anyone, and we all enjoyed excellent bathrooms and only some pink ... so worth it ...
The second day we had scheduled a visit to caves lava, which now seem to be owned by Batman and his friends ... never seen so many bats in my life ... the caves themselves are a big shit, but the fun was the way to logically there ... so nice to have a river that was just for that side, we once again use his power to move with life jackets from the cabins to the caves, on a trip of 40 minutes, probably very little toilet ...
Around
yes, there is not any braver than can rowing against the stream ... or even the threat of Phelps, the "shark" Dieguito Furest ... so easily got on the boat and returned to the hotel ...
After lunch and the afternoon free to go, we threw down for a nap (I chose the umbrella hammock
nurse, drawer), and 4:00 pm we gather for a popcorn football is on top of a hill, where the people, or better known village where people live I guess that takes care of the hotel ... they have to a school where a teacher lecturing to four Mocosita ... tremendous ... Anyway , we arrive at a championship golf and love between us, with six teams of nine each, with the winner playing against the Thai team ... just before the sun went down we finished our course championship and the team won
r (for a change, it was not mine) started to play against the team of the Mon ... Forlan, Suarez, Lugano ... we only have history to think that this game was won in advance ... the big "claw charrúa" ... and as always feel Uruguayans and the match is won before entering the field ... especially seeing the opposing team, dwarfs that spent their feet tall, and seemed to eat fried ( once said the great Andrew Bocchi in an epic moment of my basketball Nautiquense pseudo times) ... the issue was that these dwarfs we painted their faces on all fronts of the court, and if not for some moments of illumination would have been a real humiliation ... luckily won only
4-3 ... The Mon are individuals from Myanmar, who went to work in Thailand to escape extreme poverty of their country ... in the Jungle Raft worked all those who played football with us and told us Chuta (a very peculiar phone) that they pay much less than the Thais, they send everything they earn their families in Myanmar, living alone with accommodation and food that gives the hotel ...
That same night, in the absence of electricity and options, we set different types of camp activities ... women got together to play Mafia (game of cards with a screaming furry), and men we put together several championships trick to hang ... later when we play strokes, or when colleagues were sufficiently certain positions as to 5 points of envido reversed itself throwing up 20 points, we decided it was time to finish the championship, and we joined a stove (no fire because it was all going to hell) with guitars and drums that threw up a little later, and where they could look more hidden talents ...
Unfortunately the next day and we had to go to Bangkok, as usual, from the days I spent like water ... stay fast in the river as of this writing ... the days are passing like a fart, and there is no apparent way to slow down the time ... I guess that is that we are enjoying a lot and taking advantage of everything that happens to us, but I still like to enjoy a few more things ... at least those places that I have as icons of the trip, and so far are meeting exceeded my expectations ... but the philosophy remains the same ... enjoy, learn and live all without regrets ... not missing anything and assimilate all the experiences that make us grow all the time ... but above all that, not ever forget where we are, and the unique opportunity we have all of us to be living this ... these are my assumptions, and although sometimes I lose focus, keep trying to pass each time according to them ...
0 comments:
Post a Comment