But as I don’t celebrate the festive season I miss out on the stress of having to buy presents and do the things that you are supposed to do at the time of the year, you know the kind of thing, like being nice to your fellow man………..I find it just as easy to do it all the year round unless they piss me off.
Instead I went to see the Shwedagon Pagoda in Rangoon along with several thousand locals and a few tourists. It’s supposed to be over 2500 years old but to be honest I didn’t get the feeling that it was, but I’m no expert.
Mind you I think I’m getting a little templed out these days because I don’t seem to find them as interesting as before. Then again I thought the detail around the dragon/dogs arse was quite good.
It’s been as long day. 3 am was a very long time ago and that was also in another country and another time zone. It’s just after 7pm in Myanmar and I’m on the balcony of my guest house having a local brew before I retire for the evening. This will be my night cap for sure. In fact I haven’t even drunk a third of it and I can feel the sleep knocking at my eyes.
I’ve had some delicious local food but feel fat, but I don’t care ’cause it was great. Tomorrow I will walk it off as I explore the many places that Rangoon has to offer. From now on I will refer to the city as Rangoon because if you use Yangon then you are apparently following the military junta’s wishes, and far be it for me to follow anyone’s wishes.
I must admit I’ve been a bit apprehensive about flying Malaysian Airlines due to the recent events, I mean they still haven’t found the one bound for Beijing a few years ago.
The security didn’t seem as strict as I’ve been accustomed to, but the paperwork to enter Myanmar seems never ending. They seem to make it a little difficult.
Well I’m not going to fly Malaysian Airlines again unless I have to and that is the only reason I flew them today, because I had to. The plane was old, the crew were soor faced and the food was terrible. When we landed at Rangoon it felt like we had no shockies at all, either that or the runway is full of pot holes.
But I’ve made it to the back of the taxi at least and I’m now heading to my hotel where I think I will eat and drink some beer.
Up at 3 am in the morn to catch my fight to KL and then transfer to another flight to go to Myanmar. A wee bit apprehensive as the second flight is with Malaysian Airlines. Mind you I should be more worried about getting to my hotel in Rangoon from the airport as it seems easier said than done. I’ll keep you posted.
KK you have redeemed yourself with this delicious simple lunch. Tuna and egg sandwich with coffee and the coffee was fantastic, best coffee I’ve had in a long time.
It’s so good to be in a country where they understand English in its purest sense and not corrupted by the stupidly of all things American. We also have a ground floor once more, ah civilisation feels so good.
