![]() ![]() The stupa of the pagoda burned golden until the sun fell rapidly into the jungle. The perfect spot to watch the sun set after a long day on the road was the pretty pagoda of Shweyinhmyaw Paya, which looks out across the river towards the distinctive limestone peak of Mount HparPu. Hpa-An was sleepy but charming and lay on the Thanlyin river, my route to Mawlamyine. A monk broke off from texting long enough to slip his phone inside his robes and give me a blessing A monk broke off from texting long enough to slip his phone inside his robes and give me a blessing. It’s a working monastery, but shoe-free visitors are allowed. Kyauk- Kalat is balanced precariously on a limestone pinnacle in the middle of a lake. Every hilltop is crowned by a golden example, but I stopped at one of the most dramatic. Drivers rely on a passenger to give them the all-clear for overtaking, or simply good luck. ![]() ![]() The road was quiet but made hazardous by a quirk of Myanmar it drives on the right-hand side of the road but imports its cars secondhand from left-hand driving Thailand and Japan. The town of Hpa-An is a day’s drive from Yangon through miles of rubber-tree plantations where drying rectangles of natural rubber are draped over fences like dirty bathmats. Tides of time: fishermen on the Salween river. ![]()
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