Bagan, Myanmar - April, 2013
Bagan is similar to Angkor Wat in a Cambodia in terms of awe-inspiring beauty and size. Thousands of temples and stupas sprawl for miles in every direction. Unlike Angkor Wat, which is shrouded in jungle, Bagan is a desert that allows one to look off in any direction and visualize the size and scope in real time. Also unlike Angkor, with it’s ticket booths and swarms of western tourists, Bagan felt like we had it to ourselves. You get off the bus in ‘town’ and a random guy collects $10 and gives you a illegible slip of paper.
What Bagan lacks in infrastructure it makes up for in heat. Especially in late April. Unbearable, unrelenting, take a nap in a Temple because the sand outside hurts to walk on, heat. And of course everything is sacred which means no shoes and lots of calluses.
Sam, my new Israeli friend, and I made due by sporting longyis, traditional men’s Burmese skirts that allow for great airflow. I tried to bring the style back to the States but it just wouldn’t stick…