Showing posts with label Burma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Burma. Show all posts

06 February 2009

Our travel tips for Myanmar / Burma

There is an ongoing debate about whether traveling to Myanmar / Burma is the right thing to do or not given the recent history and current political situation within the country.

I don't want to get into the pros and cons of the travel boycott that was requested by Aung San Suu Kyi and endorsed by the then British prime minister, Tony Blair. But what we would recommend is that before anyone comes here is to fully understand the situation on the ground and to decide for themselves if they think they should or should not come.

We virtually always travel with a Lonely Planet guide book for every country that we go to. Although the current 9th edition for Myanmar / Burma is a little old (published in 2005) and some of the information a bit out of date, I would not recommend that anyone considered coming to the country without it. The book clearly outlines both sides of the travel boycott argument, fully details the places you can and can't go, the things you can and can't discuss, the history and political issues.

It's inevitable that by traveling here some of the money you spend will end up in the hands of the military junta. The Lonely Planet also details how to minimise this and to ensure that you maximise your effect on the local population.

I think that there is a also a fair amount of fear spread by some people in the Western media and other tourists (who probably haven't been there) that travel to Myanmar is unsafe and you are likely to end up in some sort of gulag if you go. This will not happen unless you are foolish enough to turn your trip into a political crusade (and get caught!).

So having spent 28 days in Myanmar what are our thoughts on it and what additional advice would we give people from our experience?

Well conditions and traveling here are fairly tough, easily the worst / hardest I have experienced. Before we came a few people had warned us that coming here was a little bit like traveling back in time 50 years. Sometimes it felt like a lot longer. Once you get out of the capital, Yangon, the main forms of privately owned transport appear to be of the non-motorised variety; horse and cart, ox cart, bicycle and tri-shaw.

Whilst we were in Kalaw we were taking to a missionary who had been working there on and off for over 50 years and in that time the conditions had hardly changed, in fact some had got worse!

Traveling any distance overland is incredibly time consuming and frustrating. The trains are unbelievably slow, run at incredibly stupid times, usually run many hours late, are prone to frequent breakdowns, joggle your internal organs around like you are on a bucking bronco and more often than not are quite filthy. Planning travel by train is also quite difficult as there are few published timetables and if you can find one it will probably be out of date.

Traveling by road is not much better, although rather surprisingly it is often faster than rail. We can't comment much on the buses as we never found one that was going the right place at the right time. We saw quite a few though and most looked like fairly ropey 1930's style sharabangs that pre-war Brits would have gone to Skeggy in.
Although hiring a taxi gives you the convenience of traveling where and when you want it is also really expensive if you want to go any further than across town. The taxis are also mostly 70's and 80's Toyotas and Nissans that are largely held together with tie wraps and sellotape. God knows when any of them last had a change of brake pads! Plus the condition of the roads themselves are really poor, more pot holes than tarmac.

Our advice for any travelers coming here would be to fly between the main cities. It's not the best way to see the countryside or meet the local people. However it's quite often not much more expensive than the overpriced (for tourists) train tickets, cheaper than by car, quicker, easier, more convenient, more comfortable, less dirty, less hassle . . .

The first problem that most visitors to Myanmar will encounter is the money. As detailed on an older blog posting there are no banking facilities open to tourists, credit card and debit cards don't work in most places (apart from some of the top end hotels) and travelers cheques are mostly useless. This means you have to bring all your money that you may need (in US dollars) into the country with you. Not really the most comfortable thing, carting a months worth of money around with you.

The inability to get more money if you need it can be a real problem too and means that you have to be really careful of overspending anywhere. We met several tourists who ran short of money before the end of their stays here and were having to hole up in a hotel until their flight out! Bring more money than you think you may need.

Changing money is also a slightly shady task which requires the use of the black market if you are to get anything like a sensible exchange rate. You have to be really careful when you change money as there are plenty of shysters who will try and trick and con you. Get a recommendation from someone and avoid using people who approach you on the street (especially those with the best exchange rates). I would also change as much money as you can in Yangon as the exchange rate outside of the capital can be worse by up to 20%.

Finding good food and nice places to eat was also quite difficult. Most restaurants fall into the grubby "hole in the wall" type. One evening in particular in Mandalay springs to mind which highlights the typical conditions. We were sat on small plastic chairs that would be about the right size for a primary school child and were eating a surprisingly good Chinese meal. Sat at an adjacent table was an old local boy who spent most of his time hacking up the contents of his lungs and spitting them onto the restaurant floor. To help improve the general ambiance a small dog wandered over to where our table was and proceeded to empty the contents of his bladder onto the floor. It wasn't like that when we went to Claridges!

Evening entertainment is also fairly thin on the ground. There is no real bar or club scene so to speak. If there was one the combination of the 11 o'clock curfew and constant power cuts would put a bit of a dampener on things. By 9pm most nights the majority of restaurants and bars are shutting up for the night.

I think our top food tip is to stick to the local style, Chinese and Indian dishes as some of the interpretations of Western food have been a little strange to say the least. A couple of Italian dishes that Liz had spring to mind, a spaghetti bolognese that tasted of pernod and a pizza with a base that appeared (in both size and texture) to be made from a digestive biscuit.

One of the other peculiarities is the intermitency of the electricity supply. I'm not sure of the reasoning behind it (other than they can), but the government / military turn off the domestic electricity supply on a daily basis, usually during daylight hours but at other random intervals too. This usually results in no hot water for your shower (or the shower going off whilst you are in it), the restaurant you are sat in being plunged into darkness (until they get the generators started) or you missing the end of the film you've just spent the last hour and a half watching.

So if those are the difficult bits what are the good bits? Well actually most of the difficult stuff is actually great fun too, or at least character building (apart from those soul destroying trains!) They are a big part of what makes travel and being here a so different.

The obvious good thing about Myanmar is some of its sights and attractions. Shwedagon Paya in Yangon, the ancient cities around Mandalay, Bagan, Inle Lake and Bago were all fantastic places to visit (just make sure you fly between them!). We would have also liked to have tried Ngapali Beach in the Bay of Bengal but backpacker budgetary requirements prevented us from doing so.

The other amazing thing about coming here is the People. Despite living under a quite ruthless military regime and with a large proportion of the population in severe poverty, you are unlikely to meet a more welcoming and friendly people anywhere in the world. The local people are fiercely proud of their country and heritage (but not their government) and want to do everything they can to make sure you have a great time in Myanmar. It's as if they want to make sure that all visitors go home with a positive message about the country and it's people, a message other than the usual ones about the military regime.

Everywhere you go people just want to stop and talk to you, ask you questions and find out about where you are from. At first it's very odd and you keep thinking "what does this person want from me?" or "what are they trying to sell me?". In most cases it's nothing, it's just that they are really friendly, don't see many visitors here and want to talk and practice their English. At virtually every other monastery we went to the young monks would ask us to stay on so that we could help them with learning English.

As soon as someone finds out you're from England the conversation will go something along the lines of "Ah, England . . . football . . . Rooney!" and then you'll be drawn into a discussion on all of the latest issues on the Premier League. And you won't be able to catch them out as everyone seems to have an encyclopedic level of knowledge that would put Stato to shame.

So if you are willing to put up with some challenging living, traveling and eating conditions then you will see some great things and meet lots of fantastic people . . . just make sure you stay away from those trains!

Freedom to blog

Due to the freedom of speech restrictions within Myanmar we've been unable to access the blog properly. The government owns the only internet service provider in the country and places severe restrictions on the websites that can and can't be accessed. The blogger site is one of those on the banned list.

Fortunately there is a way to update the blog by E-mail, so we've sort of been able to bypass the restrictions. We've had no idea how the postings have been coming out and we've had to be fairly mute on any comments about the junta. Normal service has now been resumed.

02 February 2009

Myanmar . . . Some random pictures

Myanmar . . . More Buddhas!

Myanmar . . . People


Myanmar . . . Transport

We just wanted to post a few more pictures from our time in Myanmar to give a little more of a idea of what it's like here.
Lots of unusual transport . . .

Somewhere to keep your tea towel

Outside of many of the Buddhist temples in Myanmar is a mythical beastie called a chinthe, a sort of half dragon, half lion deity. We've been somewhat surprised by the anatomical accuracy of the statues . . .

Back in Yangon

We've spent our last 4 days in Myanmar just soaking up atmosphere in Yangon. We're back at the incredibly friendly but strangely named Beautyland Hotel 2 where we stayed on our first few days here back at the start of the year.

For our first day back in town we treated ourselves to a bit of luxury at a hotel called The Governor's Residence which is out in the embassy district. The hotel is a really beautiful teak mansion that was originally built for important visitors to the city from the Kayah tribe. After making the most of their lovely pool we then headed back downtown to the Traders Hotel for dinner and their 2-4-1 cocktail happy hour before retreating to our much humbler surroundings at Beautyland.

Yesterday we headed out to Kandawgyi Lake which is a large park in the middle of town. We stayed until after sundown and were treated to a fantastic sunset over the lake from a great Chinese restaurant we stumbled upon called White Rice.

On our way back through the park to get a taxi back downtown we wandered into the middle of an open air talent show, something akin to "Myanmar's Got Talent", where we were treated to live performances from a local thrash metal band, a Burmese Garreth Gates and a singing infant.

Today we are just taking it easy before a day of travel tomorrow when we fly first to Bangkok and then on to Phuket on Thailand's Andaman Coast.

29 January 2009

Lack of technology

Apologies but we've not been able to update the blog for about a week due to the unavailability of technology! The last few posts will probably make more sense if you start from the post entitled "Kalaw" and then work your way up!

Bago's bigger Buddhas

Bago town appears to be on a quest to have more religious monuments per square foot than any other town in Myanmar. Most towns here have a lot, Bago has an extraordinary amount. However, it's not just the quantity that counts in Bago, it's also the size.

There's giant sleeping Buddhas, giant seated Buddhas, fields full of Buddhas, giant temples, giant stupas, stupas with tunnels full of Buddhas . . . You get the idea. We even went to a temple with a giant 118 year old boa constrictor.

We have a little bit of advice for anyone who finds themselves in Bago and is tempted to stay at the Bago Star Hotel by the lure of their swimming pool . . . Dudley canal may have cleaner water. The rest of the hotel is really nice though!

Our next stop was going to be a place called Golden Rock which is about 120km away in the opposite direction to Yangon. It would have been at minimum a 6 hour round to spend an hour at the site. However, after the hassle of the travel since we left Inle Lake we've decided to knock it on the head and go back to Yangon a day early. The thought of going 120km in the wrong direction is psychologically too damaging!

Yet another train journey from hell

We had mistakenly thought that when we got back onto the main train line at Thazi, which runs between Yangon and Mandalay, that it would become more sensible. However, as we soon found out, we were quite wrong.

The train we were catching was laughingly called the Yangon "express" and should have taken us meerly 10 hours to go the 350 odd kilometers from Thazi to Bago. Thanks to numerous breakdowns of the train (and subsequently a number of the passengers) it only took us 15 hours! We have now given up all hope of using Myanmar Railways again. Our advice to anyone who wants to travel long distance overland in Myanmar is don't bother. . . fly instead and keep your sanity!

An unexpected trip to the Thazi!

Ruby at the Winner Hotel may have possibly been the nicest person on the planet but she can't be trusted to tell the time! All the trains from Thazi leave between 8 and 10 in the morning. . . not the afternoon.

This lead to us being stuck in Thazi for the evening. How can I best describe Thazi? Well, it appears to consist of a railway junction and two streets. That's about it. I don't think it will ever win most beautiful town in Myanmar, in fact it would probably struggle in the most beautiful railway junction competition.

The owners of the guesthouse where we are staying, Moon Light Guesthouse, are clearly barking. When we arrived it was 30 degrees in the shade and they were huddled around the electric fire! Also on the wall is a fantastic chart entitled "the food that shouldn't eat together". Included are culinary pairings such as; frog and mushroom, chicken and Indian trumpet, duck egg and water melon, cucumber and ice lolly, and my favourite and no doubt yours too. . . gourd and parrot!

Irrespective of how mad they may or may not be we don't have a lot of choice over where we stay. The guesthouse is the only one in town that is licenced to take foreigners.

It feels a little bit like we are stuck in a David Lynch film . . . only weirder.

Kalaw

If we said that the last place we were staying in, Nyaungshwe, was a one horse town, then Kalaw is a no horse town!

We've met a couple of people earlier on our trip who said that we must go to Kalaw and that it was one of the highlights of Myanmar. The Lonely Planet says that it projects a backpacker vibe. Personally we are struggling to see what all the fuss is about. The only thing we can see being projected is tons of dust into the air from the main road that thunders through the middle of town.

Kalaw is a former British colonial hill station and is surrounded by many tribal villages. At an altitude of over 1300 meters it gets fairly cold once the sun sets so its out with the long sleeves again.

The hotel we're staying in, Winner Hotel, is probably the best place we have stayed in since we've been in Myanmar. It's the first place on our stay where we've had 24 hour a day electricity and hot water, a TV and lighting not from a fluorescent tube. Also the owner, Ruby, is really friendly and has been giving us loads of help and advice. She's originally from China and invited us to her family's Chinese new year party on Sunday evening where we were treated to a feast of home cooked Chinese food.

Our timing in Kalaw was fairly lucky as the day after we arrived was market day where the people from some of the surrounding tribal villages come into town. This meant that we didn't have to go treking to see them . . . and we all know how much Liz enjoys treking! The market was really interesting and another great opportunity to play "what the hell is that?" and "what's that smell?"

After the market we had a walk a few kilometers out of town to visit the Shwe Oo Min Paya and Caves. We also tried to go to see a 500 year old Buddha made from bamboo but couldn't find it and managed to get lost around an army base and golf course instead.

On past blog postings we've lamented the state of the public transport in Myanmar but in Kalaw the lack of integration has reached a new low. We planned to leave Kalaw by train and go to Thazi, which would then allow us to transfer back onto to the main train line to make our way back towards Yangon. The distance from Kalaw to Thazi is only 93km and yet the train takes . . . wait for it . . . this is good . . . seven and a half hours! That works out to a mind bending 12km per hour, surely the slowest train in the world. The other bit of genius is that the trains are scheduled so that by the time you get to Thazi you have missed the all of your connecting trains!

There is one bus a day to Thazi which leaves at around 8 in the morning and arrives at midday. Leaving you 8 hours to hang around the train station before the Yangon train arrives. In the end we have had to splash out on a taxi, a lot more expensive but much less painless!

The fun doesn't end once we get to Thazi. There are 4 trains a day that go from Thazi to Yangon. But rather than them being spread out throughout the day they are all crammed into a two hour window between 8 and 10pm. Which means the joys of another overnight train journey which will arrive at stupid o'clock in the morning. That is of course assuming that we can get a ticket. There are only 4 seats on each train that are for tourists and you can't reserve a ticket over the phone. The only way to get a ticket is to go in person to the station from which you want to leave and buy it there. It makes the train system back home look like a Utopian dream.