Despite the common belief that Burma had little to no internet connection, we were able to find guest houses that supplied us with our regular doses of Facebook and email. However, I decided to keep a notebook that I regularly updated as I was experiencing the country. Despite having been in Burma at the beginning of April, most of my Burmese blogs will be written in present tense, copied directly from my notebook.
Just a few years ago Myanmar wasn’t even on my radar of places I dreamed of going to. I had heard of its beauty, but after all the protests and unrest it just never seemed like a place I’d even be able to go to. But here I am, sitting in Bogyoke park resting my aching legs and trying to dry out my sweat soaked clothing. To my left is Kandawgi lake, to my right are some young lovebirds hiding from the sun and kissing behind umbrellas. Strangely enough, Michael Jackson is blasting from the garden centre we just walked through.
Despite it only being 2 in the afternoon, I feel like we’ve done enough in a day to give us a really good feel about what Myanmar is really about.
On the way to the Aung Sun museum, a woman in the street stopped us and gave us each a beautiful lotus flower for donating at Shwedegon Pagoda. “No money, gift for you,” she said asking only for chocolate (In this heat? Are you kidding me??!!) or pens. Pens we could part with and gladly handed them over.