14th January - Bagan to Ngpali MYANMAR (BURMA)

14th January - Bagan to Ngpali MYANMAR (BURMA)

We all knew this day was coming and  none of us wanted to stop travelling and meeting the lovely people but we had come to the point on the itinerary where we were going to a nice little beach resort and chill out, repair and clean all of our kit, have a massage and sit on a lounger for 3 days.

We didnt want to end this odyssy of a trip by doing something naff that would spoil the memory so we opted to have 3 days on the beautiful beach in some splendid isolation.

Just like a little tease as we left in the early hours of the morning to catch the flight from Nyang Oo (Bagan) airport, we were treated to the early hot air balloon display and we watched as the balloonists for that day set off and we also know that they were soon to witness the most spectacular display they would have seen on their entire holiday 

(Above)  "Ballons Over Bagan" - from the road as we sadly left

A short flight later and we are in the middle of another little "hickie" airport and even though we have only come domestic - we have to queue at immigration for more passport stamps.  The bags seem to bypassed the baggage reclaim area and ended up in the car park outside.  Our wheels were waiting for us and of we went to the Amara Ocean Resort for 3 days of massages, lounging and even reading.  Eating did not get added to this list as we have eaten perfectly well in all four countries but beef Wellington did have appeal.

Steve had beans on toast for breakfast for the next 4 days.

Sunset on our last night in Myanmar

 Our Balcony of our beach house - 2 paces to the white sand

So later were are leaving and we have one night in Bangkok together before we go our separate ways and Steve and Janette will be home on the 19th January whilst Paul and Mandy will hook up with friends and spend some further time in Thailand.

After 23 hotels, 6 internal flights, 7 international flights, a Halong Bay sail ship, a boat tender, a hot air balloon, a cable car, a horse and cart, a cyclo, a tuk-tuk, long tail boats, taxis, ferries, tin boats, push bikes, temple lifts and escalators and god knows how many van miles. its time to come home.....

Thwa Dau Mai (Good Bye)