While still in
the States, Jim planned a side trip in Myanmar, trying to get us off the trail most tourists go these days. So, after our morning of sightseeing in
Mandalay, we took off for a smaller village called Pyin Oo Lwin up in the Shan
hills. This town was “founded” during
British rule in 1896 as a vacation spot for the British garrisoned in
Mandalay. Its higher elevation meant
cooler air, which was welcomed in the summer.
Pyin Oo Lwin still has some of those colonial houses around, but today
it is known more as a trading town for the fruits, vegetables and flowers grown there. Even climbing up the hills in our taxi, we
would meet motorbikes laden with fresh flowers, driven by people hoping to sell
them down in Mandalay.
Pyin Oo Lwin is
a smallish town, and not particularly pretty.
But, one small thing I loved.
When walking around on its streets, motorbike riders would
often go by singing! (I figure anyplace
where people sing as they drive down the road has to be OK.) It was also the only town we saw that still
had small, very brightly painted “stagecoaches” pulled by horses --- now
available primarily for the tourists who do come. We took one only once, and the four of us
filled it up.
A few more
memories that make me smile:
1.
One
night we set out looking for the town’s night market. We never did find it, and got lost looking
for it. The streets aren’t parallel in
the least, and there are few streetlights in any town in Myanmar. So the roads were pitch black, and we
encountered only an occasional biker or stray dog. Finally, we stopped to ask directions at a
small teashop. I smiled when I looked in
to see the owner and his three older male customers all clustered around the TV
watching a Judy Dench movie dubbed into Burmese!
The view from the restaurant |
2. We
found the loveliest restaurant set on one of the lakes. We watched the sunset from there one night –
and went back a second time for lunch. During
the dinner, Beth tried to order a shot of vodka. They could only sell her a bottle of vodka,
they said. They didn’t have vodka by the
drink. But, on the drink menu were several
drinks made with vodka, Beth pointed out.
Couldn’t they just sell her a glass with some vodka in it? No, they didn’t think so. Finally, I said, “We want one of these drinks you sell, but hold this and this” – pointing to
the other ingredients listed. OK, they
could do that. They brought Beth a shot
of vodka.
Hearts made of flowers |
Baby takin |
The grounds were filled with blooming trees and plants - including tree-size poinsettias and a whole section of orchids.
Taller than Jim |
Great hornbills |
Light purple stork with pink head
|
The favorite part of these gardens for all of us was its large walk-in aviary. My favorite bird was TALL, and looked like a light purple stork with a pink head. What was more remarkable than its size was its sound - it sounded just like an elephant when it was startled! From very far away you could hear its trumpet call. There were other great birds there as well, including a hornbill that would swoop near your head. And Jim got into quite a conversation with the mynah bird!
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