Seen in Yangon, Burma.
Seen in Yangon, Burma.
I really enjoyed walking around Yangon, getting lost, and taking photos of the street life.
Within a few hours of arriving in Burma, most people notice the lights flickering on and off as the electrical grid cuts in and out. Nearly everyone has some sort of backup generators on the sidewalk.
Cars in Burma are expensive, and well-used cars are imported for resale. The ski rack on this car was slightly out of place in a tropical torrential downpour.
There’s a circle line around Yangon that serves as local transportation for thousands of people. It’s a slow ride of people and goods going to and from the market. Tourists can buy a ticket for a dollar. Proof of payment is the most complicated hand-written train ticket / receipt I’ve ever seen.
Shwedagon Pagoda is the largest pagoda that I’ve ever seen. Even if it’s not the largest, it’s certainly the brightest golden thing on the planet.
It was so impressive at night that we were inspired to get up before sunrise to go back and watch people make their early morning offerings.
I’ve been to a lot of markets in Asia, but there were a few surprises for me in this market in Bagan. The ingenuity of this baby crib is absolutely awesome. Every couple of minutes Mom would come by and give it a little swing.
Shoppers brought their own plastic bottles to refill with a selection of cooking oils.
We arrived in Bagan and checked into a really nice hotel with a great view. I had read a bit about the area online, but this was my first view of what I was actually coming to visit.
Bagan is huge area in the middle of Myanmar that was the capital of the kingdom between the 11th and 13th centuries. During its heyday, over 10,000 temples were built, over 2,000 of which are still around in some form or another. The pointed stupas peak above the trees as far as you can see in every direction.
We toured around the temples in the back of this fine buggy.
Wind and water have ravaged the interiors of the temples, but a few have remnants of the incredible colours that used to cover everything.
Quite a few people seem to live around the temples.
There’s still enough of a local community to keep a few temples in active use.
There were a couple of guys smoking inside a room full of maps. I didn’t want to get too close for fear of photographing state secrets.
Recent improvements in Burma finally opened the possibility to travel to Myanmar. I’ve always wanted to visit the country formerly called Burma.
After landing in Yangon, I opened the curtains of my hotel room and saw this guy walking precariously across the top ridge of a building.
I packed up my camera and headed out to the street. The first thing I noticed were these two incredibly creepy mannequins.
There’s more wandering around the streets to be done, and more photos to follow soon.