We googled and found Central World to be 10 mins walk away. But before that, we must enjoy the hotel bfast. Look at the spread!
The morning weather was decent for the short walk.
While gathering and briefing, Daddy Lim found his ex-secondary classmate in the same tour group! She was in Bangkok for an extended business trip and decided on a solo day tour. There were 12 of us in the tour group and we were traveling in a mini van. Daddy Lim and Zaky got the last row seats. Nana and I sat in front of them.
The ride to the 1st stop off point was over an hour drive from BKK. It was to look at some really old buildings (related to WW2?). At this point, the boys complained that the last row was really squeezy and we swop seats with them. The ride was also very bumpy. Just riding in the van to Kanchanaburi gave me more than 8,000 steps. Zzzzz.
This is some really old, 3rd generation handed down coffee place. They have a really chill kitty.
They have a nice spiral stairsway.
Then to take some speed boat ride. The kids liked this part. Any activity with speed is good for them.
That brought us to the lunch place. Strangely, I still wasn’t hungry and in fact feeling a little queasy. The only things that I could stomach were the ice cream and also the super sweet papaya. Very nice!
According to the board, the railway was built with wood and constructed in a record time of 17 days! Of course the working condition was severe and dangerous, and many lost their lives while trying to build the railway that was hanging beside a mountain and built on the sea. Then when the 1st train ran, the railway collapsed and more lives were lost. Sad siol.
The train is coming!
It went extra slow over the part of tracks that look depilated and we wonder why… this is also the part that is beside the mountain and over the sea.
The train ride was about 20 mins. 
The final stop of the tour was back to where we took the boat, and we were supposed to watch some oncoming train. Ok, but hiding in the aircon cafe and enjoying a cold drink was a lot more appealing. It was super hot and humid. We followed a few other tour mates, who also hid in the cafe for 30 mins while the rest chased after the train. 
The kids didn’t mind not seeing the train. In fact, Zaky had been asking so many times about when we were heading back. At this point, I was starting to feel quite unwell. I was queasy and any thought of food makes me want to puke. Maybe it was the bumpy van ride.
I was as happy as the kids to head back to Bangkok. I was uncomfortable, but I cannot really put a finger on what felt wrong. I had asked to sit in the corner back row, thinking that it would be easier to nap with something to lean my head on. I was so wrong. That seat was extra bumpy. Such that when we finally had a stop over, I had to find medicine. Maybe it is motion sickness?
Back in the van after our legs were stretched, I switched seats with Daddy Lim and had more leg space + a less bumpy ride. I think the anti motion pill also helped to knock me out. We were an hour from Bangkok; the ride home was about 3 hours in total, one hour longer than the way to the Death railway and we all felt like dying. I woke up and were about 20 mins away. That was a very painful 20 mins and I was literally counting down to get out of the van. It was so, so bad.
I thought I would feel better once I got out of the van. Fresh air will help, right? Daddy Lim and the kids were hungry and suggested to find dinner on the way back. I cannot. The sight and smell of food made me want to puke. There was a nice looking food fair right outside Central world but I cannot.
In the end, Zaky went back to the hotel with me 1st bcos he needed to poo poo and wanted to use the clean hotel toilet. Daddy Lim and Nana went to look for dinner.
While on the way back to the hotel, my tummy felt funny too. Then I realised that our room was not made up bcos we had accidentally turned on the “Do not disturb” sign. When I finally got to use the toilet, that was when the downhill started. I had the runs. I have no idea if it was food positioning or stomach flu bcos none of the others were affected and we basically had the same food. The charcoal pills that I bought for my 1st India trip finally came in useful. Not that I was hoping to use them but after 2 tablets, it still looked like there was no stopping.
I probably ran for the toilet like 10x and thinking if I would be dehydrated. So at 10 plus, I decided that I should take some water. Just a sip and the next moment, I ran for the bathroom and merlion-ed my lunch, including a lot of the very delicious papaya. It was an ugly splatter and I had to clean up after myself bcos the drainage doesn’t allowed me to wash everything down. It was just so bad. Then we had to call for room service for more toilet paper and to throw away the trash filled with vomit. Eeeewwwkkkk…
I hated vomiting and doesn’t know how to induce vomiting but also know that in cases like this, vomiting will bring great relief. It almost instantly did, even when the runs didn’t stop.
The runs were so bad but at least felt better now that the vomit was out. We even asked the reception for help and were told that the hospital is 10 mins drive away and the pharmacy opens at 9am tomorrow. We decided on the latter and make do with whatever medication we have and could find from the 7-11.
Bcos I was down, we wasted the rest of the evening. In my half awake and busing running for the toilet state, I saw the rest busy on their mobiles. The original plan was a night market and some massage but I was in no condition to go anywhere except for the bed and the toilet.
I literally ran for the toilet every hour or less. The moment I relaxed my muscle, liquid was gushing out. I know, too much information. I even set alarm clock to prevent myself from accidents and to “let it go, let it go”. I finally made it to the morning and was hoping that the pharmacy would be able to give me some miracle pills. Auntie S and the kids were joining us and the plan was to head to the Siam Amazing Park, which is a theme park and water park. The park is 40mins drive away and I have to make sure to survive the car ride.
So sad, so bad.
Mummy Lin
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