We had one night in Courtenay, at Kingfisher Spa, which turned out to be a beautiful location. M was so disappointed we didn’t have time for any spa treatments, but the cafe/restaurant and view from outside our room was excellent diversion for one night. From the beach and then from the restaurant we could see seals popping up their heads. The mountain backdrop behind was very impressive.
After a few days here by ourselves, we met up with family and friends to make a party of 6. Thanks to our dear Thai friends we had two and a bit days of fascinating sightseeing and eating.
Prior to meeting up we headed to the train station to get tickets. We’d had advice that we could buy them in advance – which was true for the first leg of our journey, to Phitsanulok. All the other tickets we will need to buy on the day… Oh, and if you’re buying a ticket, you will need a passport for everyone who is travelling. No passport, no ticket issued.
M is becoming an expert at hailing long taxis – we did fit four of us into a tuktuk, but it was a squeeze. He has discovered the best trick is to know which Wat is near where you want to go – the driver may not recognise the street or the hotel, but he will likely know the Wat. A map sometimes helps too.
Our first night all together our friends took us to an amazing temple, unlike anything I’d ever seen before – Wat Muen San. There are a number of temples on the site but the one we looked at most closely was covered in detailed and sometime intricate silver metal work. We then headed to the Sunday walking street and tasted plenty of excellent street food. My favourite new taste sensation was mieng kham (betel leaf wrapped snack).
Getting from Bago to Nyaung Shwe (the main town for accessing Inle Lake, unless you want to pay big $$$ for a resort on the lake itself) was relatively easy. Taxi to Yangon $US35, flight to HeHo airport, taxi to Nyauang Shwe (25,000 kyat) plus US$10 for an Inle Zone entrance fee. We arrived at Zawgi Inn, settled in, then went for a look around town. We happened upon Ginki bar and restaurant, and had a good night drinking some local beer, enjoying dinner and listening to the live entertainment. ( We had asked the waiter what kind of music would be played – his response ‘ Foreign’. Which it was.) There was also the cutest pup hanging about…
When does a holiday really start? We’re still in the country but no longer have ‘a home’ – so I’m counting this is as day one. The household goods and chattels were relocated into storage today – now with some extra dents and scratches – and so the rental accom has been vacated (now with some extra dents and scratches). The car has also been relocated, at great expense to our sense of well-being, as well as our hip pocket(s). More about that later when we can look back and laugh.
So we’re now in Canberra’s Hipsterville central (ie Braddon) having totally restored our humour, after a long and annoying day, with dinner at Zaab. You should definitely try it (especially the duck curry).