|Nigel and the melon pickers|
The friendliness was best illustrated when Alex got us off our bikes and took us into a field to meet a group of young women (women as always, seem to do all the work) who were finishing off one crop (melons) and making way the next (beans - already growing in the shade of the melons). They were absolutely charming and happily stopped what they were doing to pose for pictures (they took some of us as well) and explain what the
were. The only let-down was my slightly weird pose; the picture of Nigel is
The last 12kms of the 50km ride were spent on the road we would have followed if Alex hadn’t made the change. Crossing the huge bridge over the River Chindwin was quite an experience, but apart from that it was a much less interesting route.
After a wonderful lunch at Pakkoku we joined a boat for a 2 hour journey along the River Irrawaddy to Bagan. Escaping the noise of the old and completely exposed diesel engine meant sitting in the sun on the bow of the boat, but with the views it wasn’t a difficult choice. In Myanmar there is always plenty to see on the water and watching the fishermen, the tugs working the river or our own skipper who steered the boat sitting
the canopy under an umbrella, meant the journey seemed a quick one.
|Fishing on the River Irrawaddy|
We arrived at
Bagan late afternoon and stayed there for three nights before
return to Rangoon.