(this post was supposed to be posted one of the first days in Myanmar, but since the wifi there was retiredly slow it was mission impossible. Now we're in Thailand again, were wifi is working as it should.)
Me and my devoted travel companion got a brain tumor back in Bali, and decided to go to Myanmar. So here we are.
From Bangkok a flight later we arrived in the former Burma, to find out, what the fuzz was all about. We really don't have any idea why we actually ended here, except that it all sounded so intriguing, worlds apart from ours, and the excitement and fairy tale gene we still seem to possess probably had something to do with it. Now we are trying to find out if the tales of warm smiles and humble people are actually true.
We have survived 4 out of 14 nights, and spent time in Yangon (the capital), Mandalay and Bagan.
I must say I am looking forward to seeing Bagan properly, since this place seems far more interesting than the other two.
So far I can tell you this; Myanmar has a reputation of being different from the rest of the world. And yes, I can only agree, to a certain point. Even though the borders have opened up the opportunities for yes-taxi-water-whatever-selling tourist catchers, give-me-money-kids, and prices have jumped almost double in only 6 months, there are still some of the true Burmese lifestyle and traditions left. People do smile, the kids almost fall backwards in amazement of seeing a blonde giant, and the dusty landscape with trillions of pagodas make you realize; how far away from home you really are.
Internet is not the most advanced phenomenon here, so be patient. A post will pop up now and again...