I have more to write about Yangon, particularly about spending time with Khaing Maung Maung’s family, who, as they say, are the same family as our family because we have looked after Khaing Maung Maung since he came to Scotland. Utterly kind and hospitable people, they made our last 3 days in Yangon very special. As we left them at the airport, I was so so sad to be leaving them and to be leaving Burma. Tears rolling down my face, we moved into the departure lounge – very sad. A country we have loved from afar and now know and love more.
I guess it was inevitable that the frantic pace of our (is it only…) 19 days in Thailand and Burma would catch up and when we arrived at our lovely transit hotel, I crashed – same as Livvy did actually – I slept for almost 18 hrs and had a dreadful tummy upset and was hot / cold / shivery. So now ready to do that 30hr journey home with plans to sit very near the toilet! Thank the Lord for immodium. So I guess it had to end with a toilet story for all of those who know me.
Will blog about Hle Bee, Khaing’s family, Aung San museum, posh Burmese restaurants, our 5 hotels when I get back….. at the weekend.