The bus from
Yangon to Inle Lake was the first of many night buses around Myanmar. For
reasons unknown, the buses all arrive into the town at unconscionable hours of
the early morning, 3:30 a.m., 4:30 a.m., so you’re guaranteed to be sleeping on
the bamboo benches in the guest house’s reception area until your room is ready
several hours later. Some guest houses shut their gates overnight so even if
you have a reservation you’re forced to wake up one of the g...
To escape the big city chaos of Yangon for a slice of country
life, myself, Nacho, an NGO founder from Spain and Tommas, an Italian economist who lives
in London, took a 15 minute ferry across the Yangon River to Dalah for $2 each
At the ferry terminal we attracted the attention of a troop
of children, who looked between two and six years old, apparently watched over
by the eldest girl of about 12 who sells postcards to tourists. Their faces were caked with dirt and their hands ...
I arrived in Myanmar apprehensive and unsure of what to
expect. I had heard many stories from fellow travellers who had been there,
most of whom gushed about the unfailingly hospitable people and the stunning
scenery. As with most things, there’s a catch. Because this country has only
recently opened to tourism and has only seen an influx in the last few years,
things like booking accommodation and transportation are not easily navigated.
For example, there seems to be a dearth of afforda...