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Bridge over the river Kwai…or is it?

Rewind the clock 5 months… as much as we might not like to admit it, we both spent several hours each day sitting on a sofa, staring at pane of glass watching shows about  storage locker auctions, historically inaccurate families and cooking…. fast forward five months again, we find ourselves sitting on a seat (much less comfy mind), staring at a pane of glass…. but this time, instead of passing time watching TV, we are watching mountains and rivers roll by, people working in their rice paddy fields and a giant Buddha statues glinting from hilltops.. it was at this point that we knew our decision to travel was the right one. This was our experience on the death railway….


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