After the time of spending time in two ancient cities and over crowded, I chose to take a walk inside the downtown again for my last full day.
During the water festival, almost every shops are closed. I walked from guesthouse to the north side of the town and then south side. The street were empty without people playing water. No one was ready for business.
No different from other Southeast Asia countries, the wet market is one of the most interesting thing in the town so I chose to visit wet market of every city I go. Food stall, fish, stinky, smell, pork, pig head, orange, vegetable and beef are something you can find everywhere. There were no people into water festival inside the wet market. However, on the next street... monks and kids were all waiting for you.
When I passed the bus station, two bicycle drivers came and asked me to sit down in a teashop. What they wanted was ask me about English. I felt a bit embarrassed because my English is actually not good. Nevermind. They might not know...
We spent two to three hours and talked. They are all very nice guys. We talked about family, countries, religion but no politic. :)
After say bye... I just waited for my Burmese friend to meet me before I went back to Yangon. It is funny that he gave me a cover of his KTV. He wanted to bring me to see his ladyboy friend but happened his friend was away from home.
He brought to a popular Indian food stall and a famous ice-cream shop. I also don't know why he likes to talk so many about girls, handsome or not, beautiful or not, relationship and marriage. He said he will invite me when he gets married and asked me to do the same too. He is a funny guy.
My last day just passed too fast in Mandalay.
On the next day, I woke up and spent some more time on the street. It was the last day of water festival so everyone came out and played water on the last day.
Not wanted to be too wet when I was one bus. I decided not to go to the crowd but finally I just got wet again. So I just didn't care anymore and took more photos before I went to bus station.
3:00pm, I called a cab to bring me to Bus station but too earlier so he brought me to another teashop and introduced me to his girlfriend. It was funny that I found out every Burmese loves to know do you have boy/girlfriend, did you get married, how old are you and how many countries have you been. I at least answered 10 times during these three days.
On the bus, I passed the same shops I sat and went on the first day. It was nice to recall some of my memories.
During the water festival, almost every shops are closed. I walked from guesthouse to the north side of the town and then south side. The street were empty without people playing water. No one was ready for business.
No different from other Southeast Asia countries, the wet market is one of the most interesting thing in the town so I chose to visit wet market of every city I go. Food stall, fish, stinky, smell, pork, pig head, orange, vegetable and beef are something you can find everywhere. There were no people into water festival inside the wet market. However, on the next street... monks and kids were all waiting for you.
When I passed the bus station, two bicycle drivers came and asked me to sit down in a teashop. What they wanted was ask me about English. I felt a bit embarrassed because my English is actually not good. Nevermind. They might not know...
We spent two to three hours and talked. They are all very nice guys. We talked about family, countries, religion but no politic. :)
After say bye... I just waited for my Burmese friend to meet me before I went back to Yangon. It is funny that he gave me a cover of his KTV. He wanted to bring me to see his ladyboy friend but happened his friend was away from home.
He brought to a popular Indian food stall and a famous ice-cream shop. I also don't know why he likes to talk so many about girls, handsome or not, beautiful or not, relationship and marriage. He said he will invite me when he gets married and asked me to do the same too. He is a funny guy.
My last day just passed too fast in Mandalay.
On the next day, I woke up and spent some more time on the street. It was the last day of water festival so everyone came out and played water on the last day.
Not wanted to be too wet when I was one bus. I decided not to go to the crowd but finally I just got wet again. So I just didn't care anymore and took more photos before I went to bus station.
3:00pm, I called a cab to bring me to Bus station but too earlier so he brought me to another teashop and introduced me to his girlfriend. It was funny that I found out every Burmese loves to know do you have boy/girlfriend, did you get married, how old are you and how many countries have you been. I at least answered 10 times during these three days.
On the bus, I passed the same shops I sat and went on the first day. It was nice to recall some of my memories.
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