The jungle route got narrower and narrower as we bounced along the dirt track. You could barely see the sunlight through the dense canopy above. I wondered when our driver would turn the big 4X4 jeep around and head back. We seemed to of come a long way and the road did not seem to be widening anywhere to enable us to turn around.
Then ahead the trees thinned and light could clearly be seen ahead. Then suddenly we were out of the jungle and the daylight blinded me briefly due to the change from the darkness of the jungle. Blinking tears from my stinging eyes my sight cleared. The jeep had stopped. At either side of the track were soldiers. Not the slack eyed Thai soldiers you normally see in Thailand these were fit, grim countenanced, hard looking men. Although not tall even their muscles had muscles. All had combat fatigues on and wife beater vests and more importantly they all had guns. They came closer to the vehicle. Continue reading