We boarded a small pick up that took us to the bus station and met a Scottish backpacker who loved Myanmar, but also biking around the fjords in Norway….dad???
We got to the bus station at 7pm, only then finding out our bus was at 9:30pm. The long wait for Bagan began. During the bus journey, the man in front of Tiernan put his seat back to the fullest extent. T’s space was laughable. Had he been a more confident backpacker, he may have asked the man to move his seat forward. We got to Bagan at 2:30am and found that we were in the same boat as two French girls and a middle aged man from South Korea, i.e. Having a reservation for that evening…that evening being a full twelve hours away.
We rented bikes and sought out a 24hr tea shop where we watched Cambridge United defend magnificently against Man U. At around 4:45am, we headed towards the Stupas in order to see the sun rise. We saw both the sun and the balloons from Boledi (it was sick), and then visited many other temples and Stupas (all sick).
Bagan is amazing. With over 2000 temples/Stupas, even Tiernan and I found it hard not to be impressed. It did help that we were in the presence of two enthusiastic mid-twenties French women….
We had a snooze at around 1pm having not slept for a long time and having cycled for 15km. We woke, drank, saw sunset, were amazed and got dinner. The most notable point of the evening was the appearance of the Thunder Clap (get a computer and google it). We ate at a western restaurant and felt great for it, it most certainly reminded us of home.
We also came up with toothpick sword fighting, a viscous and strictly mealtime game. Do’s: use sharpened, double edged toothpicks. Don’ts: jab while a player isn’t engaged, this is viewed as poor form.