We eventually reached Kanchanaburi after taking in the cool scenery from the refreshing rain, and as Colin had been a few times to this place, he led the way.
We finally reached Kanchanaburi town center, passing the war cemetery on the way. Colin seemed to know where he was going so I followed. We were looking for a place to stay and although the area looked familiar from my previous venture with Luke, I wasn’t quite sure.
We stopped, thinking this was the place of stay, Colin suggested we have a drink. Feeling a little dehydrated at 2:30pm, I thought, why not? The weird thing is, I was still dehydrated at 10pm! Beer had taken over the quest to burn fuel, and with a few milfs serving with rather large boobies (Not sure I’m allowed to say that) as far as Thai ladies go, it made a refreshing change. The beer that is!
I’m a lightweight when it comes to beer. 2-3 bottles and I’m fecked, in the words of Father Jack. I was starting to feel a bit sickly after the 3rd bottle. Not wishing to look like a ponce to my new found friend, I shifted over to the Vodka, while hoping I wouldn’t feel like shyte for the morning’s next ride! It had orange in it as well!
We left at whatever time it was and headed back to our rooms. 350bht, about 8 quid for an air conditioned room wasn’t bad. More money for fuel! We rode out to a dam that crosses the river near Erawan Waterfalls. It’s a beautiful place if you ever get to go there. We stopped for a photo at the damn then rode on some more.