Left our hotel and took a van instead of a boat to the market that runs every 5 days. At the market there were smells where I couldn't breathe through my nose because it smelled so badly. A few of the things we saw at the market were beetle nut, cigars, spices, and FISH. Close to the market was a monastery which was a couple hundred years old. The monastery was built on stilts because when it was built it was surrounded by water, now the lake has shrunken and the monastery is sitting in the city without any water. Inside the monastery the young novices were reciting passages from the teachings of Buddha while sitting on the ground wearing their red robes. The monastery was all wooden and had leaks in the roof. Our guide said when it rains they would patch the holes, not before. Something that was different about the architecture was they had designs on top of the roof that were two dimensional made out of metal.
We walked next door to a building that was filled with little Buddha's that were donated by people of Myanmar and foreigners. There were hundreds of Buddhas that were were set in painted walls in long hallways. All of the buddhas they had in the walls were white Buddha's that were under a foot tall.
We drove back to the airport in the minibus and got on our flight to Yangon where we would eventually fly to Hanoi, Vietnam. We had a mini layover in Yangon so we had lunch at a local restaurant where we ate inside because it was boiling hot in Yangon. Next we drove to the market we had gone to before when we were in Yangon. Mom was getting her longy, local skirt, made by a local woman in the market. It only cost $1.50 and plus the lady that was making it was in the dark because the power had gone out. We walked through Yangon to a hotel where we waited for a little while before taking our flight to Hanoi, Vietnam.
Myanmar is a democracy but it is still pretty much run by the army. Myanmar varies in sites from the Schwedagon Stupa in Yangon, to a land of thousands of temples in Bagan, to Inle Lake with it's villages on the water.
In Hanoi we stayed at the JW Marriott with my Uncle Ben who was joining us on the bike trip. In the room my mom was walking into the bathroom she slammed her hand on the sliding door. A couple minutes later she had a big bump on the top of her hand. It looked like she had half a golf ball on her hand.
We walked next door to a building that was filled with little Buddha's that were donated by people of Myanmar and foreigners. There were hundreds of Buddhas that were were set in painted walls in long hallways. All of the buddhas they had in the walls were white Buddha's that were under a foot tall.
We drove back to the airport in the minibus and got on our flight to Yangon where we would eventually fly to Hanoi, Vietnam. We had a mini layover in Yangon so we had lunch at a local restaurant where we ate inside because it was boiling hot in Yangon. Next we drove to the market we had gone to before when we were in Yangon. Mom was getting her longy, local skirt, made by a local woman in the market. It only cost $1.50 and plus the lady that was making it was in the dark because the power had gone out. We walked through Yangon to a hotel where we waited for a little while before taking our flight to Hanoi, Vietnam.
Myanmar is a democracy but it is still pretty much run by the army. Myanmar varies in sites from the Schwedagon Stupa in Yangon, to a land of thousands of temples in Bagan, to Inle Lake with it's villages on the water.
In Hanoi we stayed at the JW Marriott with my Uncle Ben who was joining us on the bike trip. In the room my mom was walking into the bathroom she slammed her hand on the sliding door. A couple minutes later she had a big bump on the top of her hand. It looked like she had half a golf ball on her hand.
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