When I started researching my trip to Myanmar, one of the things I had decided to do was the circle train line. A three hour journey, the train ventures into the outer edges of Yangon, for K300, which is about 31 cents.
It’s a little after 9pm and I’ve been in Yangon, Myanmar for a little over 12 hours. Usually I acclimate to a destination rather quickly, but Yangon seems to be taking a little longer.
It all started with a Skype call with my editor at Bootsnall (a popular indie travel website that I’ve been using since 2009), a conversation about solo travel in Southeast Asia, and adventure. A conversation where I ended up suggesting an article on travelling solo, and before I realized what was happening the word ‘Myanmar’ had trickled off my tongue.
It’s time for Sunday Snapshot, and this week I’m taking you to Churchill, Manitoba. While Churchill is best known for the polar bears, I visited in August to see the Beluga whales. Every July and August Beluga whales travel to the Churchill river by the thousands, and damn, it is an amazing sight.
I spent three nights in Churchill, checking out the town with my guide Gerard, and interacting with the whales during a boat tour of the river. And although majority of the polar bears are elsewhere in summer, I was blessed enough to see seven of them – and thankfully my guide was with me each time!
“No, I take you back, you get out and get another taxi”, the Thai man yelled at me from the front seat. I had been in his taxi for less than five minutes and we were having a full blown argument. My first in Thailand. Ever.
It’s still morning in Bangkok, but the air is thick with moist heat, and within minutes of leaving my air conditioned room, I can feel the sweat begin to gather on my brow. It’s a normal day in Bangkok, and I’m walking to one of my favourite outdoor market streets in the city, Silom soi 20.
When you’re a bigger person, in a much smaller world, things are going to be different, and sometimes they may even be hard, but that doesn’t mean you need to fear them or avoid them. Body image in Bangkok, and most of Southeast Asia is vastly different than what we face at home.
It’s Sunday, and that means it’s time for another addition of Sunday Snapshots. This week I’m sharing a photo taken in Turkmenistan in Central Asia.
I took this photo a short time after leaving Turkmenbashi, on our drive towards the capital of Ashgabat. We were doing the Mongol Rally and had taken a cargo ferry from Baku in Azerbaijan, across the Caspian Sea, to Turkmenbashi, Turkmenistan. There was a little confusion as to which direction we should be driving, but after noticing the trucks going in the same direction we decided to do the same. There is only one major HWY in Turkmenistan, so it made sense.
The roads were horrific, potholes big enough to swallow cars, but the people were fabulous. Locals were constantly honking their horn, pulling up beside us to wave and smile before continuing on their way. I wish I could have spent more time in Turkmenistan. I am definitely going back there one day.