My trip to Burma would not be complete without tasting some of the food that this country had to offer. I've tasted a strange paste-like dish that tasted salty and spicy at the same time, and had delicious Burmese dishes for three meals a day.
Bagan has been on my mind since I saw pictures of it online. I wanted to experience walking inside and climbing up its temples.
I took the overnight regular bus from Yangon to Bagan for 15,000 kyats. Since the bus station was far from the city, I hired a cab to take me to the station for another 7,000 kyats. The bus was ok and cold at night. There was a stopover at a local restaurant for dinner and bathroom break. There was also a free water bottle and toothbrush for passengers. The 9-hour ride passed by quickly, I was now in Bagan.
The cityscape of Yangon was not only limited to towering Pagodas. There were also remnants of the country's old colonial past, and religious buildings that hinted at the country's multiculturalism. I was aching to explore the streets of Yangon more.
I have only heard stories about Burma. I had only seen its streets, met its people, and experienced its culture through the dreams and words of others. When I applied for a visa, I didn't think that I would be traveling to this secluded country by myself. Like most of my journeys, I decided not to set any expectations for this enigmatic country. I did a little research on the things I needed to know before I entered Burma, but after that I did little else.