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Arrived in Yangon on the 15th December feeling truly sick. I even threw up on the plane from Bangkok to Yangon. Can't help but to take taxi from the airport all the way to the guest house. Ah such rare luxury.
While trying to look for taxi, I was helped by a local who turns out to be Malaysian. He helped me bargain the price and we both agreed on 7000 kyatt (chat). That equals to $5 more or less. In Myanmar, accommodation can be quite challenging as it is hard to find budget hostel/guest house. I finally managed to find the cheapest one that cost $10 per night. A dorm with shared bathroom. I am impressed with the cleanliness and more importantly, the sincerity these staff show.
Not long after checking in, I passed out. Thankfully, I managed to sleep peacefully somewhat affected by the pills I took. Feeling refreshed, I was ready to roam.
Today I am simply grateful.
I am astonished, I am mesmerized. Not only because of Schwedagon Pagoda (I spent hours just watching), but mostly because of the PEOPLE.
Yes yes, I have heard so much about Myanmar people from other travelers. But truly, their sincerity and generosity is exceeding my expectation.
Although, I still get quite a lot of bizarre stare as per usual, I have managed to interact with local who are seem to be curious about me.
They would think I am Malaysian, all of them. Perhaps because of my hijab, or I dont know. I am grateful by how my hijab always successfully have initiated conversation. Well, not always.
To be honest, during my years of travel I have met quite number, if not a lot, of people reluctant to look at me or seem to feel afraid. I am hoping it is just my assumption.
Whatever it is, I am simply soaking in all of this contentment feeling.
Being in a new country for the first time always fascinates me. At the end of the day, those spent almost $200 doesn't seem matter as much anymore.
Enjoy and thanks so much for watching! xo-Syifa
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