Yangon is not on the coast… but it is only a 6 hour bus ride away from the beach (or a 9 hour bus ride away in the case of our return journey). Asian bus travel is pretty efficient. Comfy reclining seats. Ultra air conditioned (next time we are taking hats and blankets it was freeeeezing). Plenty of stops to buy dried bananas, eat rice, use less than salubrious toilets… and thrilling entertainment – we are now big fans of 3 hours solid Myanmar stand up comedy. (Hoorah for the ipad and our current Larkrise to Candleford series addiction).
On arrival there was white sand, warm water, palm trees, coconuts… and a splattering of middle aged German tourists replete with a towels on sunbeds at 8am approach to lazing on the beach and German music in the bar (never a good thing).
There was also a lovely villa on the beach (LH photo), golf buggies (just so you didn’t need to walk anywhere) and a lovely swimming pool with more palm trees.
We aren’t very good at spending too long lazing on the beach… so we had to hire grannie bikes and go exploring…
… on our exploring we found another beach, ladies working in fields of rice (??), and an un-photographed helicopter, which is probably the fastest (and most expensive) way to the beach.
Fabulous sunsets where the sun melted into the sea…
When the light was all but gone the wooden fishing boats started coming in. Levered round into position with a chunk of wood and hauled up the beach by very strong fishermen.
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Looks beautiful xx
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