Crowds are massing. With clear skies there’s hope for an exquisite sunset over Mandalay. The pagoda perched on the top of Mandalay Hill is the best location to watch the golden Myanmar sun set over its once capital city. But the prime viewing position on the pagoda’s balcony is taken by three empty chairs. Whispers and rumours of…
Again we are stopped. Like the previous stops, it was only a moment, just enough time for the assistant to pay the toll for the next section of road. Then we’re off again, flying down the bumpy roads of the Mandalay province in Myanmar. I was given the hard choice between an expensive and long boat…
It’s not very often that you come across a hotel or other form of accommodation which is run flawlessly. With outstanding service and great facilities it is a pleasure to stay at Thante Hotel. You will soon be adopted by Kahine, the owner, who is always lovely and willing to help you out in anyway possible.…
A flat tyre. It always seems to happen when you are at the furthest point from home and exhausted. Visiting my last pagoda for the day, after 4 hours of riding through deep sand, I was definitely feeling it. The sun beat down on my body and sweat moved in a permanent stream down my forehead.…
It’s 4:30am. The receptionist is in a deep sleep on the floor behind his desk. His snores echo throughout the room. With an hour to find Pyathada Pagoda before the sun leaks its first rays over Bagan, we have no choice but to wake him. A half-dazed receptionist faces us and makes a call to wake…
