Claudio and Will’s path separated from mine at that point. I jumped in a truck after warm goodbyes to the two cool dudes…
A group of friends invited me to join them to come back to Bagan… For free. I guess it does count like doing hitch hiking right?

 
On the way back, a vision crushed my heart. You have to ride on a dusty and bumpy road were thousands of kids are begging for some money. They run after the truck as if their life were depending on few coins… And it’s probably the case…
  
    
    
 
Before falling asleep of exhaustion on the truck – having a big flu while travelling is a hard situation… Specially when you don’t want to stop for few days to have a rest – we stopped in a little place where ladies were preparing those little sweets called tamarind and were they distilled some palm tree sweet liquid.