Travelling through MyanmarMyanmar Travel
People from Australia who visit Yangon (formerly Rangoon) usually come by airplane from Singapore or from a Yangon River-cruiser. The docks and the airfield are located some way from the center of the town, so the first thing you encounter are the Yangon state! Yangon now has a number of other'western' properties, although it is interesting to spend the night in the more attractive historic places.
There are nice backyards and pools and a huge indoor and outdoor swimmingpool. There are more and more cafés and restuarants in the town to satisfy the needs of visitors, but we were cautioned not to dine on the streets or drinking the drinking soda. There' are many attractions to see (including the stunning Shwedagon Pagoda that overlooks the town's skyline), market places to go to and many ways to easily watch it all.
Humans make sacrifices and drink sacrifices and pour over the little Buddhas and sculptures of beasts in the corners that correspond to the days of the weeks for which they (or whoever they pray) were made. A great way to see more of Myanmar's scenery is one of the many cruise ships (currently mostly on the Irrawaddy between Yangon and Mandalay).
Many of these visits to small province cities and travels through a landscape of small hamlets (each with its own pagoda), pastures and sometimes shepherds. Last night we departed our hotels and drove directly (over a 35-minute tailback ) to our motorhome Samatha, where we could move in and out after a nice picnic.
But since we were still mooring in Yangon, it didn't really play a role. They can also see live on the riverbank - fishers, vessels digging for fish and gems in the mud and many, many bargeboats transporting goods down the riverbank, among them tree trunks, pebble and liquefied gas tank.
So we took a taxi to Yangon Central and took the Yangon Circle rail. Humans are crossing the routes almost everywhere and the car railroad crossing etc. are often not checked - or if they are (on major roads) a manually operated door or a low car cart driven by rail on a small path across the street.
Various folks passed by on the trains and sold filled waters, warm maize, quail-egg, tangerines, watermelons and various candies. A saleswoman of the melons was carrying a giant tablet on her skull, professionally sliced the melons and threw the bark out of the open windows onto the rails.
They got on the trains and brought all kinds of things - bins, spices, fruit, vegetable and giant sacks of recycled film. Passing many booths, parcels of gardening and gardening, then further away from the town there were vast tracts of land, a large fishing ranch and many places where the plants grew in high tide - we know that it was so low because there were harvesters in those tracts - or "sat" in flexible hoses while they were working.
A number of plants, railway stations and a shipyard near a stream also existed. It' been an unbelievable today, full of places of interest, noises and scents that many of us in this big metropolis are probably so used to. It was 200 Kiyat (about 20 Cent Australian) for the whole trip, but the experiences were invaluable!