Kalaw 28th Dec 2002 Another interesting bus experience! I was up at 6am in the cold, had breakfast and was ready and waiting for the bus to Mandalay. Eventually it arrived at 8.30, although the aisle was blocked with sacks I did manage to find a seat. It shuddered 500m down the road and then stopped again to cram more goods on board eventually leaving town at 9am. The journey itself wasn’t too bad. Obviously we broke down, had a…
I got on the bus from Yangon to Mandalay as planned and found myself sat next to a mad Italian vet called Carla who happened to know a mutual friend in Hanoi. She was good company but talked a lot. The other foreigners on board were an Israeli girl called Udit, who I described in my diary as being very thoughtful and introspective and an American, Jennifer, who was quite independent and interesting. They had been to a Buddhist monastery…
I was living in Vietnam at the time, so the flight was fairly short and uneventful. Arriving in Yangon, I was through immigration fairly quickly and exchanged some money for the official Foreign Exchange Certificates (FEC). this was compulsory I remember $200 for 20FEC. I then got a taxi ticket and was soon headed into the big smoke. I had decided to stay in the YMCA as my copy of the lonely planet said it was very clean and the…
This was the fourth of my bike trips in Vietnam. I’d been down to the Central Highlands, up to the North West and the North East and now- the Far North. Although I was getting used to the protocol, it never got any easier. The first problem was getting train tickets and getting the bikes on the train to Lao Cai. It was always a real hassle and this was no different, perhaps more so as I saw the blokes…
Hanoi 8th June 2002 I’d already undertaken motorbike trips to the North and to the South, this time it was Central Vietnam’s turn. Not so big on Ethnic Minorities but the trip was centred on the ancient capital of Hue. It was also quite novel as I wasn’t taking my trusty Minsk as I wasn’t travelling around much. However, it started, as ever, with an overnight train trip from Ga Hanoi (Hanoi Railway Station). I woke up fairly fresh on…
28th April 2002. I’d been to the North West of Vietnam and the Central Highlands. This time I was venturing North East to the Chinese border. Little visited by foreigners, I wanted to spot some new Ethnic Minorities and also experience the wonderful karst scenery. I first headed north on the main road to Thai Nguyen. It was the worst case scenario – the road was pretty bad but it was also busy with lots of smoke belching buses. Just…
Thought of as the most enigmatic of the three French Indochina states, Laos is definitely the sleepiest. At least for the moment. After years of isolation, Laos is now slowly opening its doors to the world – mainly a result of the Friendship Bridge over the Mekong River linking Vientiane with Thailand. These days you have to actually look both ways before crossing the road in Vientiane and the main road in Lung Prabang is lined with western restaurants. Having…
This page is a bit of a cheat really as the photographs are of only a few square kilometres of the whole country. But these few square kilometres contain one of the top ten historical sites in the world. Most people just think of Angkor Wat but actually within this area are about a hundred temple complexes built over a period of a few hundred years (9th to 14th Century). Of these I’ve included photos of just four: Angkor Wat…