Balloons over Bagan Part 3

All too soon it was over and we landed in a dry field, all ready for planting when the rains come. They only get 15 or so days rain in the dry zone up north. Might have to escape up there again in rainy season when we will no doubt be spending our days removing mould from everything in sight and longing for the endless blue sky sunshine to return.

Our vintage bus came along to pick us up. As did a truck of interested Myanmar tourists. And someone keen to sell us sand paintings.

Just time for croissants and pink bubbles whilst they packed up the balloon. It was probably about 7am at this point. Time for bed???