An edited version of this letter was published in To Thailand With Love, ThingsAsian Press, 2013
December 5, 2004
Dear Family and Friends,
I am resting on a chaise lounge, on a raft, after a brief and breathless swim in the swift, churning currents of The River Kwai. Life vests courtesy of the hotel.
To my right the sun is disappearing behind the hills across The River.
At this point on its journey from Burma to The Gulf of Siam, the narrow River Kwai is slicing through the steep green and brown hillsides (it's winter now), exposing several black and gold vertical stone outcrops.
So, if the hills are so steep, where exactly is this hotel? On The River, my friends, on...the...river.