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TRAVEL JOURNAL: Street View - YANGON - 27.12.2016

Ben MitchellComment
TRAVEL JOURNAL: Street View - YANGON - 27.12.2016

First dawn in Myanmar, woke up early and got ready for a full day out. First stop was breakfast and while I couldn't find the restaurant I was recommended, I did find a cool tea shop. First serving of Burmese tea: slightly nutty, herbal and sweet (all that condensed milk). Would love that every day. I tried the most famous Burmese dish mohinga, a cumin touched, spicy soup made with fish and vermicelli.

Next stop Aung San market. I had previously sworn off walking there after the suicidal traffic dodging, but I was starting to get used to it. Plus walking around gives the most honest view of a city: to see the locals in their day to day lives.

Aung San market was filled with jade, laquerware and fabrics. Often beautiful and often expensive. A great place for gifts to take home, I'd come back here later. I decided to treat myself to a massage, often cheap and good quality in Asia. Going for broke I went for the most expensive package at $160 (the cheapest $11), why not splash out on the one massage I have every decade? The extras I got weren't particularly worth it though, but it was still fun being dotted on. The masseuse like many Burmese girls, was very cute: dark skinned but with soft features.

After that refreshment I headed to Kandawgyi Lake. It took coaching several taxi drivers to get there, but get there I did. While somewhat beautiful it was marded by trash, scummy greent water and crow shit everywhere. Hundreds of birds squaked from the trees. Still, it made for an enjoyable journey and was a welcome reprive from the hustle and bustle of the city.

After much walking I was looking forward to sitting down for dinner. I headed to 'China Town'. More China Street than anything else, there was plenty of Chinese food, up to 4 times the price of native Burmese food. The street was lined with bars, some literally named 'Ko San'. Clearly I'd found myself in the tourist trap: English menus, booze and familiar Chinese food.

I quickly left and found my way to the nearby night market, which had what seemed like limitless choice. The market stretched for kilometers and I saw countless foods and dishes I could only guess at. I settle on some meaty barbeuce and dessert, totally stuffed my face for less than $15.

It was a full on day, but the most insightful so far into the city of Yangon.