I was browsing old photos last Friday, my usual antidote
whenever I can’t answer the travel bug call. I saw a photo of myself, eating
breakfast at some side street vendor in Phnom Pehn, holding a news paper
featuring an article about Myanmar. As I finish reading the whole article, I
knew right away that it sealed the deal for me. I’m going to Myanmar by hook or
by crook.
Two years after, I have visited two cities in Myanmar. The
hottest city (literally hot as temperature reach 40 degrees Celsius on high
noon) I’ve ever been - Yangon and the ancient city of Bagan. Locals are just
starting to be accustomed with the influx of tourists in the country at that
time. The Junta government is finally opening up to the world. Giving visitors
like me more opportunities to cross out items in their bucket list.
I can still remember how demanding and bossy Mr. Moe was to
the 9 of us during our first few hours in Yangon city. Though I must admit, he
made the trip more memorable.
The shiny Shwedagon Pagoda that dominates the Yangon Skyline
gave me a different picture of the local’s way of life. You just have to find a
corner at the temple grounds and watch the tip of the golden stupa glimmer as
the sun set behind you. And speaking of sunsets, I have witness a huge
gathering of tourists waiting and documenting the sun setting by the lake in
Bagan.
Our half day biking stint in Bagan is nothing short of misadventures.
One thing to keep in mind: Looks can be deceiving. A tower that looks ancient from
afar led us to biking almost all day just to find out that it was one of those
new buildings in the area. We were tired, disappointed, and dehydrated but at
the same time happy, fulfilled and thankful that it’s all over.
Climbing more than a hundred steps to the top of Mt. Popa
barefoot was awesome and disgusting all at the same time. Monkeys and Doves
litter the stairs going up the mountain meaning shitting is just a casual thing,
so brace your selves for anything UWO (unidentified wet object) that you might encounter
as you climb all the way to the top.
That weekend market is love. It was one of my favorite spot
for some travel photography. With a pair of good eyes, guts, and your trusty
camera you are set to have great photos.
I think I still have that news paper somewhere in my travel
box, that news paper really sealed the deal and influence me to visit Myanmar.
I’m still in the process whether to go back and visit Mandalay and Inle Lake,
now who wants to join?
Welcome back! :)
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