At sunset, on the rooftop, I interviewed Nophar. An Israeli young lady who planned to leave her country and explore others for an unknown amount of time.
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Month: December 2015
Kalaw -Market
Kalaw is a small city famous to be the start point for the trek to Inle Lake.
Kalaw
Something like fourteen hours of bus later, I arrived in Kalaw. It was dark and freaking cold. I mean cold, cold. Stupid Margot who lived for two month already in a tropical place and thought that she will never experience to freeze before her come back in London month later.
Tanaka
You’ll see Tanaka on all the faces in Myanmar.
You need to scratch a root on a stone and add a bit of water before applying the paste on your face to protect your skin from the sun.
Princess bed
My plans changed again when the locals told me that the only bus of the day left already. I had to stay there for the night.
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Golden rock
Mie Mie stopped a cab for me to go to the bus station. My friends told me about this strange fact in the night buses in Myanmar: it is insanely cold. I thought I would be prepared to brave the freezing ac with my hoodie, scarf, long pants and socks. It was not enough.
Shwedagon Pagoda
Like every Buddhist places I’ve been so far, I notice that a strong and peaceful feeling invaded me as soon as I stepped in. It is maybe all the prayers and the meditation done in one place, or the contact of the cold stones on my barefeet, or maybe this vibrant and intense gold shining over the white stupas and pagodas…
Markets
After the check out, I wandered around in the city and found many food markets where I had the chance to observe smiley faces and the usual food sold in South East Asia: of course on the floor.
You find here and there stalls where chatty ladies prepare the composition that men are chewing all day long. It is made with bitterleaves, lime stones and some nuts that give a red mouth. Looks like a lucrative business here…
The first impression
It is true that the first impression you have of a city can be slightly transformed by the atmosphere you’ll find in the hotel you are staying in.
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Punks and reggae bar
Mister loverman.. shabba! Mister loverman…
Twist and shout… Come on, come on, come on baby now..
Yep, you are in Myanmar, in the only and unique reggae bar, 7th Joint.
This bar has nothing to do with reggae except the colors on the wall and the bob Marley picture illustrating the menu. But you have a live band playing sometimes and it’s just a great place to meet people. Like these expats from France and Maurice or these two football coaches from Nigeria…
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The Wanderlust Queens Project 