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Final notes on Burma

July 29, 2013

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As you may or may not be aware, Burma (or Myanmar) has had something of a troubled past. Nationwide “elections” in 2010 led to the end of an international boycott on tourism, however many countries around the world (including the US) continue to impose sanctions on the quasi-civilian state. That said, travelers are a very […]

Mandalay

July 29, 2013

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Sara and I heard repeated lackluster reports about Mandalay, so it was with some reluctance that we boarded a propeller plane bound for the central Burmese metropolis and former capitol. Mandalay is a sprawling gridded city and largely uninteresting. On our first day we took a motorbike tour of the city’s outskirts, stopping at various […]

Inle Lake

July 29, 2013

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Everything I heard about Inle Lake was true. It is, first and foremost, beautiful, surrounded by verdant mountain ranges, marshes, and floating gardens. The people are wonderful, generous, welcoming and warm. We were lucky to arrive during an important Burmese festival – exams. In Nyaungshwe, where we stayed, hundred of young monks were taking their […]

Trekking to Inle Lake

July 29, 2013

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Before arriving in Burma I was advised by more than one person that Inle Lake was the place to be. A serene, beautiful lake surrounded by endless marshes, villages of stilted huts and markets. A slower, laid back culture with kind and generous locals, a welcoming community replete with Buddhist monks and monasteries and bargain […]

Bagan

July 9, 2013

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Bagan sits in central Burma, and is without question one of the most incredible places I have ever been. It is the Angkor Wat of Burma. No worded description, no series of pictures, can truly do justice to the magnificence of Bagan. Literally thousands of temples, ranging from 10 to over 300 feet, dot the […]

Burmese Daze

July 2, 2013

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Mingalaba, I write to you on a gray humid morning from a café in central Yangon, the largest city and former capitol of Burma (Myanmar). Sitting to my right, legs crossed to the left, is my friend Sara who not long ago was my neighbor in Brooklyn. She decided to leave her job and, before […]