Heart's Desire

That's 'hello' in Burmese, the only word I could ever pronounce. Burmese was such an awkward language, it did not trip lightly o...

As promised, I’m getting on my soap box (or high horse maybe). When you read this remember I’m no politics or economic expert, it’s just Bur...

Hoping to make this the last monster post to be all caught up to the present day, fingers crossed! Writing out the better part of 3 weeks tr...

Just because I love to talk about guesthouses I’ll tell you about this one too, more fabulously friendly people (didn’t meet a single nasty,...

After Inle Lake we took yet another marathon bus ride (this one was about 12 hours and ran late) to Mandalay which was as far north as we go...

So when we last left off D and I were in Nyaungshawe, a small town 4km north of Inle lake, a large fresh water lake quite high up in the mou...

It took us about an hour including frequent stops and my ankles were burning from being held at such an unnatural angle for so long, ankles ...

Hi all from Nyaungshawe, mid north Myanmar, and the world’s slowest Internet connection. We arrived here this morning after a marathon bus r...

So much to write, so many stories already but we are in the communication black hole that is Burma so the stories will have to wait until we...

As always there are kids selling postcards, and like the adults they generally take a no very well. I had a fascinating conversation with on...

Hello all,Yes, there IS internet in Yangon although it is a little hard to locate, just because there is a shop filled with people on comput...