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Myanmar November 2012

Our home for 2 weeks, the Pandaw II.

I thought this was the Pandaw at first.

My cabin, which belonged to me only.

Drinking water is frequently delivered like that.

Phayayagy Stupa

A 5th Century style Stupa.

Shwesandaw Pagoda

Founded in the 6th Century with panoramic views of Pyay City.

Sunset over the Irrawaddy.

My mom being carted off.

With Ralf in the back.

Kid getting a haircut.

Lady at the market in Thayet Myo.

Two kids showing off their Thanakha.

Another sunset. Boring, but they were spectacular.

Off for an excursion.

For the kids the Pandaw was an impromptu playground.

The sidecars that took my fellow travelers around Magwe (I walked).

My mom with her chauffeur.

And Ralf.

Quite a spectacle, in particular with the rather subdued shirts the drivers (riders?) were wearing.

Myat-tha-lon Pagoda in Magwe.

Mr. Win, Chief Purser and the heart and soul of the Pandaw.

Ralf with friend.

Water pots in Salay.

A lady studying the scriptures.

This thing still ran though the original engine had been replaced.

Many old buildings in Salay, built during the reign of the Burma Oil Company.

Carvings on the Yoke Sone Kyaung.

I like this one: "The son of rich man Mahadana with Drunkards" according to the caption.

Stupas in Salay.

A cat totally unimpressed with all the foreigners.

Buddha statue in the Ananda Phaya in Bagan.

Gubyauk Gyi in Bagan.

The only side-by-side Buddhas in Bagan, inside Dhammayan Gyi.

I liked the way the light fell in the Dhammayan Gyi.

Sulaman Guphya, known for the fine brickwork and the well-preserved murals.

Myanma puppet theatre.

My mom's bravery deserted her on the first level of the Shwesandaw.

Quite a climb, but great views.

Shwezigon in Bagan, built in 1091AD.

The Pandaw was an attraction wherever it went.

This lady was absolutely amazing on the drums.

The potttery village of Yandabo.

Lunch is ready.

Loads of boats with timber, I fear the worst for Myanmar's forests.

Stone carver's street in Mandalay.

The most sacred Buddha image in Myanmar, the Mahamuni Buddha.

Like elsewhere in Asia, kitsch was pretty omnipresent.

Nothing refined about producing gold leaf, it is sheer brawn.

The Golden Palace Monastery in Mandalay.

It survived the war as it was moved out before the Palace was reduced to ashes at the end of WWII.

The palace was rebuilt, and it shows.

The walls af the Mandalay Palace are still standing, and impressive walls they are.

The U Bein bridge in Aparapura is fairly well visited.

Backpackers might be the "real" travelers, but they don't get sparkling wine served whilst watching the sunset.

U Bein Bridge.

Myatheintan Pagoda inMingun.

The world's biggest pile of bricks, the unfinished Mingun Temple.

We did see Irrawaddy Dolphins, one of my highlights.

The Pandaw berthed near South Sithe village.

Another welcoming committee.

Girl looking for a playmate.

Nwe Nyein village would get clobbered by an earthquake the next day.

And the band played "Waltzing Matilda".

Huge kilns for huge pots.

The clay needed to get pulverized; working here is worse than smoking.

What was not so nice was the garbage everywhere.

Young boys all over the world are the same.

Novices against laymen.

Nice hat, goes with the Thanakha.

An unusual Budda in Tagaung.

A lady praying in Katha, a town I liked very much.

Monks doing their rounds at sunrise.

Where is the other Wellie?

Goodbye cocktail on the beach.

The earthquake caused considerable damage.

A number of construction workers lost their lives here.

The kitchen might not look much, but the food was great at the Lasholay Shan Restaurant in Mandalay.