Avoiding Accidents, Heatstroke and Everyone Else in Bagan
“Not like that!!” I yelled again, drawing a raised eyebrow from the elderly couple walking past. “Lauren! Slow down!” Seconds earlier…
“Not like that!!” I yelled again, drawing a raised eyebrow from the elderly couple walking past. “Lauren! Slow down!” Seconds earlier…
The fog was finally starting to burn off as we rolled into Shwe Nyaung, scrunched up in a minibus without another…
It took far longer than it should. I’d been talking about going to Myanmar for years. I remember listening to Tony…