The Trains of Myanmar
In which we experience the bumpiest, friendliest, most enjoyable way to travel in this country. Read More …
In which we experience the bumpiest, friendliest, most enjoyable way to travel in this country. Read More …
We poke around inside a dingy statue. Read More …
Without intending to, we end up at one of the biggest festivals in the Buddhist calendar. And it’s mad. Read More …
Bagan is undoubtedly stunning. It’s the face of Myanmar, and is unique to the world. However, out of everywhere we visited in Myanmar, it was Bagan that left us feeling the most conflicted. Read More …
Where we cycle around an ancient village, and take shelter from a storm in the queen’s cemetery. Read More …
A story about joining monks on their morning alms round. Read More …
We learn to accept 15 hour bus rides over shaky gravel. We accept that we won’t know if, when, or where we’ll sleep. We accept not having even the slightest clue about where we are going next. Read More …
In which nuns take us. Read More …
In which we do an awful lot. Read More …
In which I promise to tell a tale of murder and incest, but when it comes to the crunch I leave out the murder. Unless, of course, you consider the murder of a fish, ‘murder’. Fish-murder is a more socially acceptable form of murder than people-murder. Remember: it’s not genocide if you eat the bodies! Read More …