When I lived in the Netherlands, my mother made the journey to Breda, met my friends and experienced my daily European life. This year, she added Thailand to the list. Only this time, we rode motorbikes instead of bicycles, sipped tropical drinks on a river instead of shots of vodka from a water bottle, and walked through jungles instead of cobbled streets.
A few weekends ago, my British lad Adrian and I ventured northwest to Kanchanaburi for a city break. The area is most well-known for the infamous Burma Railway, commonly referred to as the Death Railway. We decided that we wanted our trip to include a peek into that dark history, as well as a visit to some […]