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?
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Category: Bagan
Buddies
I’ve met these badass travellers at my hostel when I arrived in Bagan.
They were the kind of travelers who don’t count the countries they crossed in their life, the ones who are more into finding the most incredible village not visited by tourists before or analyzing their backpacks to find the ultimate object they can get rid off to travel lighter.
Safety rules
I was looking at these kids on this big bus and I realised that it seems totally ok for me now.
I’ve seen so many situations were the word “safety” was a concept: people burning plastic and bins outside their house without thinking about the toxicity, four people on a scooter with a new born of course without helmets or babies playing near the water on their floating houses, that I start to think that the South East Asian way of living is the normal way. Western societies’ rules obviously don’t apply here and I’m afraid to come back home and don’t understand certains things anymore.
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Bagan, city of temples
You start your day by a little visit of one temple. Then you continue your way by exploring some more temples. Not enough? No worries, Bagan has 2834 more just waiting for you.
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All I want for Christmas…
Is a bloody sunrise like this.
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I can’t stop
You know what I mean by night bus right? Same thing happened again.
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