Tong Tawan Resort Near Mon Bridge, Kanchanaburi
After playing in the water and eating to our hearts' content, we got back in the car to move on. How many kilometers is Goong driving all by himself on this trip? I want to help him drive, but the steering wheel is on the opposite side, and strangely, I get so sleepy whenever I get in a car in Thailand. I guess I'll just quietly buckle up in the backseat and sleep.
"Get up!!!"
Strangely enough, right when I'm about to fall into a deep sleep, they say we've arrived. I feel like they're doing this on purpose because they hate that I keep sleeping in the back.
We arrived at the 'Mon Bridge', a bridge built by the Mon people. When the guys showed me pictures before we came, it just looked like some old wooden bridge over a river. The bridge's design was unique, but I still didn't quite understand booking our accommodation here just to see a single bridge. Plus, the accommodation didn't have separate rooms; it was just one big, wide-open studio, like a room you'd rent for a college retreat. My friends aren't exactly wealthy, so paying for rooms and food was always a bit of a burden for them, and they ended up taking this drastic measure at the very end. Then again, it's the Songkran festival right now, so accommodations are fully booked everywhere, and the few available rooms are outrageously expensive, so this was probably for the best. Up until now, they gave me my own room while the four of them squeezed into a double room for the trip, so I've been more of a burden than a friend.
