Every road we’ve travelled has had short sections of construction. Sometimes for an hour, sometimes for most of the day. The crews are from the local villages. You’ll always see women, sometimes they make up the whole team.
A scooter ferry. They’re stacked up close, sideways, would be difficult for us
Nice fun little exit for this lady
A beautiful ride across plains before the hills. Sunflower fields, new blooms
Gas stop at this town, billiard table in the left hand opening
There are tables in every town. The kids are good. They’d clean up on a pool table with the bigger balls.
Into the hills
A crop of the above. They’re harvesting the rice as they seem to be doing everywhere right now
Finished back on plains
This valley was stunning
Later that night we went out an outside restaurant In Gangaw, a very small village. It was remarkable because I had the best fish I’ve ever had in my life. No exaggeration, I almost gasped after my first mouthful. In fact it was a bittersweet experience as I knew I wouldn’t be here, a quite famous restaurant, again.
Around the back. Comfortable, relaxed, great service.
The BBQ cook. Most food is prepared in an inside kitchen
Our table. Top is the Myanmar made Crown Royal. It’s the staple drink of men here. Every table has bottles of it. I stuck to beer. The Myanmar food story in an upcoming post
Here’s the place to go, the Premier 2 restaurant, coordinates 22.171278, 94.133005. Stay at the Gangaw Hotel. It’s a small, modern, family-run business. A room is $35 to $50.