Category Archives: Mayanmar

Relishing every last minute in this paradise, I took an early morning swim. Patricia was already out on the beach somewhere collecting special shells.   There were little scratched patterns around holes in the sand where the hermit crabs had been … Continue reading →

Breakfast brought to our apartment by 2 cheery Burmese girls. All manner of cakes, pastries and croissants and a pot of coffee all on bamboo woven trays. We enjoyed this on our balcony looking out on the White sand and turquoise … Continue reading →

We watched several hot air balloons pass over us sillouetted against the pink morning light as we headed for the airport.  (I’m rather proud of this photo which was taken from a moving vehicle, and includes not only the oxen … Continue reading →

Today we were collected by our guide at 8am after early wake up call … loud singing from speakers around the hotel.   An early start before the 40 Degree heat of the day, we took a walk through the … Continue reading →

I had rather a panic when my passport went missing and involved a phone call to the British Embassy and a trip to the local police station. This was an experience in itself.  The person on the phone, who was speaking from … Continue reading →

The sun rose behind the mountains. a golden orange ball, fading to a hazy cream colour as it ascended behind the wetlands and bird colony. The egrets and cormorants had been shrieking since before dawn. We took our breakfast to … Continue reading →

After a rather restless night – very hot under the mozzie net and the sound of fishermen under our chalet with flashlights reflecting around the ceiling, I eventually got up to a beautiful dawn over the mountains with the storks, … Continue reading →

After a good breakfast this morning we were picked up for our hour’s drive to the airport to catch our flight to Heho. A good flight with coffee croissant and cake as we descended over dry red farmed land in … Continue reading →

Another 6 hours in the air and we finally arrived in Yangon to be met by Nye, our guide, and his driver. He showed us some of the sights of the city.  As we passed by the residence of Aung San … Continue reading →

Up at 3.30 this morning to be picked up by taxi… A bit of fog leaving Charlbury but clear by the time we got on the motorway.  Patricia was already drinking her first coffee from flask and spilling it on … Continue reading →