We started early (6.30 a.m.) and our first stop was at the Jeath War Museum. It’s not a huge place, and it’s built as if it was the prisoner’s hut. There are a variety of artifacts, including some of the bombs that destroyed the bridge, photographs of the prisoners, drawings by the prisoners and a number of press cuttings. A chilling reminder to the futility of war and the cruelty that man can bestow on man.
Next we visited the Chong Kai War cemetery. You cannot remain unmoved by this, especially if you examine the headstones, note the ages of the "victims," and recall the quote from the Jeath Museum, "If you work hard, you will be treated well, but if you do not work hard, you will be punished." The cemetery is kept immaculate, the grass freshly mowed, the dead flowers all de-headed and the headstones neatly cleaned and polished (whilst we were there, workers were conscientiously maintaining the plot).
And then onto Kanchanaburi , the start of our rail journey on "Death Railway." We had a little time in the town to sightsee. There are some old engines here and the obligatory souvenir shop, but mostly people take the time to walk the length of the bridge. You’ll need to carefully pick your way over the sleepers; it would be fairly easy to fall between. Passing other tourists sometimes needed great agility! Over the other side of the river, there’s a small market just asking to be visited. Nothing special, but worth a look.
We then waited for the train to make our journey. We had reserved seats, but our guide indicated, after numerous clandestine discussions with Railway Officials, that she would have to refund the booking fee because the train we were expecting had been delayed. Indeed, two trains had not left the terminus yet, and the next one into Kanchanaburi may or may not have spaces for us. Luckily, the train arrived before we wilted under the heat, and hard wooden seats in crammed, hot carriages beckoned us. We balanced precariously on the seats and crossed over the bridge that previously we had walked, and then a slight acceleration of the train and a total collapse of our seat. It really is hard to retain dignity as you slide onto the floor!
The journey along the route was stuffed with scenery. Views of the Kwai Yai River, the Three Pagodas Pass, small market towns, fields of industrious workers and, in the middle of nowhere, a gigantic reclining gold Buddha (keep your eyes open on the righthand side of the train!). I spent a bit of time standing at the back of the train. What an experience - but remember to hang on, as the ride’s somewhat bumpy. The journey over the part of the track supported by giant wooden "trestles" feels incredibly precarious, but what a view and what a sensation.
You will be left with the questions why and how. I just don’t have the answer!