More monks than tourists, more water than I’ve ever seen (some people call them floods), more like a 1950’s film set than a country, the most blatent locals’s versus foreigners travel pricing I’ve seen, the hardest travelling I’ve done yet (we opted not to fly except once) and the friendliest people in South East Asia.
Some pics in the meantime – text to follow – been sitting in this cafe for too long and I can’t be bothered buying another coffee! Pictures alone (especially these ones, don’t do the place justice) :
A traditional ‘canoeist’ on Inle Lake. These guys row with their legs (and not only when tourists are looking!) :
Despite what the guidebooks say you can get your digital memory cards copied onto CD here. Erm, I chose not to… :
Great lighting at 7am at our roadside stop between Bagan and Inle Lake :
Locals crossing the teak bridge at Mandalay: