Last talk about the 2nd day I spent in Yangon.
With the experience on the 1st day, I couldn't really relax to talk and deal with the people here and especially Indian guys.
Actually the 2nd day was really lazy. I just woke up very late like 10:00am and just spent a little time to walk around the central Yangon. What I saw was the beginning of the Water festival. The children and adults started to throw water to the people on the street and actually it was fun.
With the heartbreaking sun, water actually does help lower your body temperature. Sunglasses and hat actually are not necessary. It was nice to see a lot of people on the street to say "Happy New Year" to you. For the people here, the chance of meeting tourist or foreigners are actually not usual.
Just by 1 hour walk, all my clothes were wet. I just planned to go back to guesthouse and bought some snack so I could eat on the bus. After that, I just sat around 1 1/2 hours at inside the guesthouse and posted some postcard.
Around 2:30pm, I made a move to the bus station which is quite far from the Central Yangon so I decided to leave a bit earlier. Just by I stepped out from the guest house, that "tourist guide" had already been there. Actually, he told the guest house's owner that I am his friend and with a booking with me. The owner had warned me about some people here are dangerous.
He kept following me to the bus station and told me all bus were not available since the Water Festival had started. I couldn't trust him once more time so I just kept walking and found! Also asked him to not following me! Sure! Finally I found the bus no. 43 next to the City Hall. So, I proved his was lying!
On the bus and at the bus stop, I met two local Burmese. They were both very nice to tell me where the northern bus station was - Aung Mingalar Bus Station. All the way to bus station, I couldn't remember how many threw water to us and everyone on the bus were actually got wet... also my backpack, tour guide book and camera.
Finally, I arrived the bus station. The bus station is very big and with over 16 different bus companies. It was pretty hard for me to find the right place to get on my bus. Also, when I arrived was around 2:00pm, it was so hot and very dry. The dust flies everywhere. It was actually like a desert. So, some people came and threw water to me was something nice at that moment.
It was too early so I just took a sit and had my lunch. Until 4:30pm, I was so happy that finally I could go on the bus and ahead Mandalay. Thing happened! The driver found that the seats were not enough so they chose to throw me to another bus which were going to leave by 6:00pm. I was so angry about the treatment especially as a tourist I had to pay like US$10 more than the citizen. I started to argue but it didn't help. So what I could do was just to wait for 6:00pm bus.
Okay! 6:00pm! I got on the bus and I started to feel it maybe a luck to be sent to 6:00pm. On the bus, I met a really like local Burmese - Kyi Chan Ko who was very nice and sat next to me. He told me about many thing of the countries and how I could buy the return ticket and stuffs. I actually had a pretty happy night to chat and joke with him. I think he is one of my favorite new friend on the road.
The bus was a bit dumping so I couldn't really sleep. The dinner time was like 9:00pm and followed by another meal time 12:00am. I couldn't understand why people have to eat so many time per day.
With his company, the night went very fast and was a joy.
With the experience on the 1st day, I couldn't really relax to talk and deal with the people here and especially Indian guys.
Actually the 2nd day was really lazy. I just woke up very late like 10:00am and just spent a little time to walk around the central Yangon. What I saw was the beginning of the Water festival. The children and adults started to throw water to the people on the street and actually it was fun.
With the heartbreaking sun, water actually does help lower your body temperature. Sunglasses and hat actually are not necessary. It was nice to see a lot of people on the street to say "Happy New Year" to you. For the people here, the chance of meeting tourist or foreigners are actually not usual.
Just by 1 hour walk, all my clothes were wet. I just planned to go back to guesthouse and bought some snack so I could eat on the bus. After that, I just sat around 1 1/2 hours at inside the guesthouse and posted some postcard.
Around 2:30pm, I made a move to the bus station which is quite far from the Central Yangon so I decided to leave a bit earlier. Just by I stepped out from the guest house, that "tourist guide" had already been there. Actually, he told the guest house's owner that I am his friend and with a booking with me. The owner had warned me about some people here are dangerous.
He kept following me to the bus station and told me all bus were not available since the Water Festival had started. I couldn't trust him once more time so I just kept walking and found! Also asked him to not following me! Sure! Finally I found the bus no. 43 next to the City Hall. So, I proved his was lying!
On the bus and at the bus stop, I met two local Burmese. They were both very nice to tell me where the northern bus station was - Aung Mingalar Bus Station. All the way to bus station, I couldn't remember how many threw water to us and everyone on the bus were actually got wet... also my backpack, tour guide book and camera.
Finally, I arrived the bus station. The bus station is very big and with over 16 different bus companies. It was pretty hard for me to find the right place to get on my bus. Also, when I arrived was around 2:00pm, it was so hot and very dry. The dust flies everywhere. It was actually like a desert. So, some people came and threw water to me was something nice at that moment.
It was too early so I just took a sit and had my lunch. Until 4:30pm, I was so happy that finally I could go on the bus and ahead Mandalay. Thing happened! The driver found that the seats were not enough so they chose to throw me to another bus which were going to leave by 6:00pm. I was so angry about the treatment especially as a tourist I had to pay like US$10 more than the citizen. I started to argue but it didn't help. So what I could do was just to wait for 6:00pm bus.
Okay! 6:00pm! I got on the bus and I started to feel it maybe a luck to be sent to 6:00pm. On the bus, I met a really like local Burmese - Kyi Chan Ko who was very nice and sat next to me. He told me about many thing of the countries and how I could buy the return ticket and stuffs. I actually had a pretty happy night to chat and joke with him. I think he is one of my favorite new friend on the road.
The bus was a bit dumping so I couldn't really sleep. The dinner time was like 9:00pm and followed by another meal time 12:00am. I couldn't understand why people have to eat so many time per day.
With his company, the night went very fast and was a joy.
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