Feb 6th to 13th Feburary…..Myanmar
My list of places to visit is long. Hovering at the top are
Turkey and Greece, followed closely by Australia, Borneo..and I guess on the
“To Do List “..there is “watch the US Open”..August I believe.
I cannot pinpoint when Myanmar( Burma)..pronounce
ME..AN..MAR and not MY…AN..MAR crept in.
Actually, for
sometime, in the background, there had been a Burma buzz …. Mr. Manmohan Singh
went to visit; the US and Europe lifted sanctions and then when two gentleman
from the Condo that I live in took up jobs in that country, I found myself
reading A History of Burma and studying quotes
from the Theravada form of Buddhism
‘No enemy can harm
one so much as one’s own thoughts of craving, hate and jealousy’
Two other powerful influencers were my friend Ms. Tessa
Stewart…who sporadically inspires me to step out of my comfort zone..she sent
me some wonderful pictures, … and my maid Sujon who pushed off on maternity
leave to help her daughter deliver.
The itinerary took shape: Two days each in Yangon , a port
on the tributary of the Irrawady river (AKA Rangoon) Bagan..the ancient capital
of the country, and Inle Lake.. and where the oarsmen use a pole and a leg to
row.
Inle Lake..
a city that is on
stilts in the water
the oarsmen use a
pole and a leg to row.
Travel Agents, plan your itinerary around Historical
Sites..with ‘cut copy paste ‘ phrases, a Dos and Don’t’s list… names of eating
places, bars and I do not know why a visit to the fruit and vegetable market.
Thrown in also are a
factory or two..with local craftsman at
work, a showroom for souvenirs. To this I always add a visit to a garment
factory..so that the trip can be labeled STUDY TOUR. The itinerary can in no
way give you the flavor of the country..it is something that you sense and feel
; the picture and sound impressions that register.
Several airlines fly from Delhi to Yangon. Thai via Bangkok, Malaysian via K.L. AND Air India via Kolkotta. I chose Malaysian…they had the best fare, good timing and an adequate transit interval in K.L… long enough to visit an on the ground washroom ,rest, and check around the duty free. I refused to believe that they were on the “hit list “of some GROUP..my horoscope did not show my end in the air!
Yangon airport is modern and manned by efficient women, with the correct amount of sternness in their expressions.
Outside .. the arrival Hall was a sea ( India would be a mob) of men with placards. All of them dresses in Lunghis regular shirts and flip flops. I found one ..with KAPUR..which is the correct spelling of my name. Usually I am the impoverished KA POOR.
The placard was held by my guide, a slim man in his forty’s pleasant looking , with perfect accent less English.
Our Car was not newish..and not oldish..The A/C worked , the seats were well cushioned , the upholstery was not worn or faded and most important the computerized voice alerts “ Slow Down,..Seat Belts please, You are too close to the vehicle ahead..were bang on..except it was all said in Japanese .The car was a reconditioned import from Japan and the alerts I presume could not be redone..which I find strange..because the Japanese are Technical Whizzes and very meticulous. Any how I would not have understood even if the alerts had been in Burmese.
Yangon city..a total contrast to Bagan.. is a city of traffic jams. It has several lakes
It has several lakes
the statue of a 60ft. lying
down Buddha
beautiful
gardens
and the famous Shwedagon
Monastery.
It is a city on the cusp of consumerism..ready to be
overtaken by the Macdonalds and the Reeboks.
The tourist season is from November to early March…and my
guide was apologetic about the rush ..but then any one that is from India
defines ‘rush’ differently
Inspite of all my reading I was not expecting anything from
my visit other than Monastery Marvels
Monastery Marvels …in stone
and in wood
interesting sculptures and architecture all with their own stories
interesting sculptures and
architecture
all with their own stories
The add ons were:
The smiling gentle
people..warm sincere with a quiet diginity. No one puts their hand out. No one
followed you trying to sell.
The Burmese Cat however is
not ….gentle… just magnificent
The clear skies …. in Bagan and Inle Lake.. that provided great visuals of the sun rising and setting.
Sun set at Irrawaddy river
In Bagan
Places of Sanctity that insisted on ‘no shoes, no socks, decorum of dress..but were clean..just a little dust which you wiped off with a scented paper towel provided by your guide.
Tourists and locals
We ..the tourists.. were the camera toters consulting guide books..out numbering us were the locals..believers..donars.
We ..the tourists.. were the camera toters consulting guide books..out numbering us were the locals..believers..donars.
Hotels and Service : As good ..actually in service better
than anywhere in the world.

The Service I feel stems from the nature of the people..a happy people..who want to please…there is a warmth that takes them beyond the trained professional.
Thank you Tessa, Thank you Sujan,