Friday 15 Dec
Inle Lake, Myanmar
Trek trek trek
Link to Inle Lake Pics
We had envisioned going off into the wild jungle and coming upon villagers that had never seen a Westerner before but due to vomitgate we were a little short on time so took an organised 3 day trek which was leaving the next day.
We joined some French guys and a Belgian girl on what turned out to be a really lovely walk with fantastic food through numerous villages, through hills and forests staying the one night with a local family and the next in a monastery. The kids we met were so cute - they all thought 'bye bye' was 'hello' so everywhere we went they shouted 'bye bye' and we shouted it back.
The big mare was some strange ankle pain I developed on the 2nd day of the walk - it was so severe that I was worried I wasn't going to be able to carry on. Talk of having to get me an ox wagon pushed me on and I managed by chucking my cursed boots in favour of the Belgian guy's sandles. The strangest thing was that the pain pretty much evaporated by the end of the 3rd day which was crazy because I needed Andrew's help to get to the bathroom that morning! Must google 'ankle pain'.
I am always one to mention the food so I must do so here because it was delicious and plentiful, healthy and vegetarian. Add some beer every night and we were in heaven. Harry our guide was really genuine, knowledgeable and kind and was very proud of his food which was carried with us by the cook and porter. Turned out to be a great choice.
The trek ended with taking a longtail boat across the beautiful Inle Lake to our accomodation. We arrived at our guest house - Aquarius, which deserves special mention as the best one we have stayed in yet. Mostly because the staff were amazing from start to finish - from banana juice and snacks as a welcome to closing our doors and waving us goodbye in our cab at the end they really lived up to their slogan 'a home away from home'. Normally 'cheap' and 'clean' means 'dirty' and 'expensive'.
Our stay in Myanmar was all too brief and our return to Yangon (where we again visited the delicious Chinese bbq street) signified that the end was drawing near. We stayed once more at the White House which had a delicious breakfast buffet which we actually visited twice one morning (what piglets!). The owner took a shining to us and bought us a massive bunch of bananas as a goodbye present. Andrew tried to return it saying it was too much (what is one to do with 24 bananas on a flight to Thailand?) but he was having none of it.
So off we went with our bananas to Thailand for 6 weeks of lying on the beach...