I had to wake early for the 0900 flight to Yangon as the airport is over in Heho, some 50 minutes away. The ride was very picturesque with Intha fishermen working in the mist. Then there were lots of monks collecting their alms; with not just their begging bowl … this time they a bamboo pole carried by two monks which had a frame hanging off it that had the various side dishes that have been given. Pity the camera wasn’t handy.
My flight to Yangon operated through Ngapali Beach (Thandwe), taking a total of 2 hours plus a little bit more for some serious headwind. Ngapali Beach was prettier than I expected. The water was blue-green and the sand golden. Somehow, being on the Bay of Bengal, I expected wetlands and swamps like the Sundarbans.
School was just out as I taxied from the airport into Yangon central. The traffic was shocking; I had never seen it like this on my previous days. I whiled the day away updating my blogs and relaxing. I even had a nap; I really felt like I needed it which is most unusual. It could have been the decongestant I bought locally.