May 11, 2015
After Hong Kong, Yun and I traveled to Myanmar, which is really Burma. We wanted to see something off the beaten path. It's been my dream to see it for a long time. We started in Yangon (Rangoon). Basically overnight, this city has gone from bicycles and scooters to cars. No one really understands driving too well because it is all so new. Seat belts are never worn, laws are loosely obeyed and everyone talks on cell phones while they drive. People would stand in the middle of a road sweeping, while cars whipped around a bend and just miss them. No one seemed concerned. It was hot when we were there, in the mid nineties most days. No one really spoke English.