My ‘n Mar ‘n pictures

25 Nov
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i can’t even express how hot I was

 

This country has been my hold-up.  This anti-climactic blog post is what has delayed my writing.

I was impressed.  Moved.  Anything I typed to convey how touched I was (am) by Myanmar’s outpouring of generosity and humble infrastructure seemed overemphasized, making a divine simplification of a profound experience.

I’m sharing my pictures, starting with Mandalay on a Tuesday:

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Umbrella. Ella. Ella. Eh?

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Riding in style. BYOLawnChair

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The monks:

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Giving food and money to monks will bring you health, prayers, luck, and a happy afterlife. These ones are lining up for donated lunch.

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at school:  Every boy in Myanmar has to be a monk before the age of 18.  The commitment can be as short as several days.

The nuns!

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these clothes did not go through the wash with a red sock

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On Wednesdays we wear pink.

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making clothes. Apparently real nuns do that too, not just Julie Andrews

Little Bagan:

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I spent 70 hours on the train in my first 10 days.  Here are some views:

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creepin’ on the nuns

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creepin’ in general

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Close the windows! The water festival.  So fun! So joyous!  Not ideal when you’re on the train.

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painful wooden seats

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attempting to find comfort

 

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de-training for a respite.  The trains were often 5 hours late.  Why? Unclear.  Maybe a military officer asked for the delay so he could board?

 

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An upper class train. Duya wanna take a nap?

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buying corn out the window

In the end, I credit my 150 Myanmar words (more than any other country) to time on the train.  My least favourite being “I am sick.”

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the medicine I licked off my filty, germy, nasty hands. It may have made me feel worse but it did endear this very loyal and kind man towards me.

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The loo: No running water and that’s the ground through that hole.  I spent about 17 hours back and forth, getting to know this tiny space.

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Asia sick.  The door wouldn’t latch and’d periodically fall open. humiliating.

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what I tenderly referred to as my ‘window’

We arrived in the middle of the night, dark, in the rain, with a power outage.   Typical.  That kind man from the train helped me find a guest house to sleep in and a soaking wet bicycle ride to take me there. I collapsed and woke up 40 hours later feeling much, much better. If you happen to learn English and stumble upon this, good sir, I am still sending gratitude your way!

The food:

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pretty sure they just reuse that plate of raw vegetables in the middle

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Some parts were better than others.

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Gravy in the middle.

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you don’t even have to choose, they serve everything

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those white flowers stood around with their petals and smells hanging lasciviously awaiting use for prayers, protection and for me, perfume

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twee ya dah – one tha bah day. It means no worries for the rest of your days

 

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With lighters hanging from the rafters, you’ll never need to ask yourself “Is this a smoking bar?”

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drinking water on the road side

Indawgyi Lake was a highlight — I spent a week. But Inle Lake is where these photos are from.  I had a 10 hour boat trip with the locals, reinforcing my Myanmar, traveling from the southern tip (Loikaw Likeoh aye eh) to the northern tip, and ending with a trek in Kalaw.

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she’s wearing sunscreen.  We all did.

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Bridge. (You get it.)

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The Boat House

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I wasn’t going to go to Bagan, but I met a very charming set of Swedes.  Bagan. Bagoff.

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Swede dreams are made of these.

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Casual pose with an elegant one shoulder top. IMG_6930.JPGIMG_6928.JPG

 

 

 

 

 

Beautiful Myanmar:

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playing games that i don’t understand

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the wa(r)sh

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Naypyitaw, the capital.  A lucky albino elephant.

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Las Vegas Buddah

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sleepy puppy

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a delightful life makes time travel unnecessary

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In an unrelated note, see the modern-day, cinematic masterpiece Cinderella! My bootleg copy is in Spanish o tu puedes emprestarla.

Snake pagoda:

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one of the three revered pythons.  They bathe and feed them eggs everyday. Namaste.

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super illegal, taking selfies with buddah

I recommend you go.  In what I’m going to loosely call paraphrasing, Alise, make it Your ‘n Mar.

A whole life, just like that one

‘mi

7 Responses to “My ‘n Mar ‘n pictures”

  1. Mom November 25, 2015 at 1:56 am #

    Photos worthy of National Geographic. How beautiful and spiritual! Love you…

  2. deekerson November 25, 2015 at 1:01 pm #

    Can’t believe mom beat me to the punch. I, too, loved the photos. Great blog episode.

  3. Jerry and Kathy Pitts November 26, 2015 at 12:10 am #

    I love taking that little trip with you Thanks !

  4. Paul Garcia January 18, 2016 at 7:22 am #

    dont know why it took so long for me to see these – great pics!!! I almost feel like I don’t have to travel 40 hours by train and use that wonderful toilet!

    • Sammi Travis August 9, 2016 at 4:01 pm #

      yeah! Skip that part!! Stick with planes!

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