Well here we are, after 6 weeks of travels it is sadly time for our last update. We arrived back in Bangkok on Saturday morning, and went back to the weekend market-it is just massive, like a small town in itself in the centre of the city!! Was quite funny at around 4pm when the rain started hammering down, seeing all the stall folk crashing around trying to keep their stuff dry, but by then we called it a day as we were well and truly marketed out. The next morning we caught a bus to Kanchanaburi, which is west towards the Burmese border. We got off the bus and were greeted by a small man and his rickshaw, who offered us a ride into town (for a ridiculously small fee considering the effort he put in cycling us around!) In his wisdom he tried to get Liz to sit further back on the thing (these are really only designed for one person, two of us and three bags seem to overweight it a bit!) As he did this, he neglected to sit on the bicycle at the time, which meant the whole thing fell backwards, leaving us both stuck on the back with our legs flailing around in the air! He was mortified, but we just couldn't stop laughing. After much struggling we got the thing back upright, and made it to a guest house without further trouble. That afternoon we visited a 'Tiger Temple.' It's a monk who owns a group of tigers (see above picture) and thinks that by sitting beside them and meditating, they will be passive and not attack any tourists. After signing our disclaimer form in which we were told we are not covered if the tiger DID decide to attack us, we went over and petted them whilst getting our picture taken. Luckily, we didn't witness any attacks, though there was also slight disappointment as this would have very much spiced up the experience. The next day we went on a trip which took us on the main sights of the area. First was Erawan Waterfalls, which has 7 tiers, and each absolutely amazing. Was a tough climb to the top, but cooled down nicely on the way back with a couple of very refreshing dips in the pools! Refreshing as it was, it was also rather disturbing-the pools were filled with some sort of carp fish, ranging from one inch to a metre long. The smaller ones had a real liking of coming in and nipping fingers and toes, or any other part of the body that they fancied! Next we got to do another bout of bamboo rafting and elephant riding. The rafting wasn't quite the same as it was in Chiang Mai; it basically consisted of us being towed up river for 15 mins by a motor boat and then floating back to the same spot. Not quite what we'd expected... Then we went to the 'Death railway,' which was an area of railway track in which Allied POWs were forced to build during WW2. We took the train for a bit along the railway, then caught our minibus to take us to the final stop for the day, the famous Bridge Over the River Kwai. The true significance of the railway and bridge didn't really hit home until we visited the Railway museum today, which showed the conditions the POWs and other labourers were forced to endure, and the massive numbers who died in doing so. Not quite the 700 our guide tried to tell us the day before, more like 100,000... Next door to this was a war cemetary where many of the POWs who died are buried. After that (and after a chip butty!) it was time to get back to Bangkok. Onto our bus we hopped, and into our Khaosan guesthouse we flopped. This evening we went to a massive mall, which could take you days to get round if you could really be bothered. Then we wandered round for 40mins trying to find the Hard Rock Cafe, which we eventually found about 30 seconds round the corner from the mall. Sod those maps!! Leading us the wrong way. It was our most expensive dinner to date, costing us the mighty sum of 18 quid for two courses each, but well worth it!! And then here we are. Leaving tomorrow at about 5pm, for 7hrs to Doha, where we have to spend a horrible 6hrs waiting for our next flight to Heathrow. Arrive back in the Deen around 12pm. Can't believe that's it over and time to leave already! Certainly been a fantastic trip though. See you all soon!! Andy to Pete: Tell Quinny that ladyboys come in four stages of readiness. First, incredibly mincey male with a little bit of makeup around the eyes and perfectly manicured hair. Second, guy who very much looks like a guy, some makeup and acts very much like a girl. Third, long hair, lots of makeup, still looking quite manly, with more than a hint of breast poking through. Finally, someone who very much looks like a lady, but has the voice and jaws of a boy. I think that this final stage should meet his needs just fine.