Yangon Again and Interview With a Myanmar: In which the author returns to Burma’s capital, enjoys a rest day, has the final and mother of all hissy fits, makes an ass of himself, then abruptly transitions into an interview with a local that he conducted at an unnamed location and has his heart repeatedly broken by stories of everyday life.
Wait…it just dawned on me, Leif; what happened to your best laid plans of “No Blogs” while on this trip?!?
So, I guess I won the bet that at least one of us made.
What was it we bet on, an ice cold case of Strongbrow.
O.K., I’ll settle for one Guinness.
In which we realize that it is a BIG OL scary world out there full of unpredictable who-knows-what, and in which we furthermore express hopes for your safe return to the land of E.Pluribus Unum.