On our first day in Bagan, we decided to climb Mount Popa:
The stairs you see on the right are lined with markets and monkeys. As is customary before entering temples in Burma, we had to take our shoes off and walk up the stairs barefoot.
This is us walking through what is probably monkey pee.
The markets in Bagan remind me of Nepal:
Everywhere you look, something interesting is happening. You can imagine the sweet smell of tamarind, betel nut and spices everywhere. We were the only foreigners at the market.
We paid a man named Koko to take us around on his horse, Rambo, all day so we could visit the amazing temples, which rival Angkor Wat in my opinion. Interestingly, the horse and cart thing isn't just for tourists but seems to be a regular form of transport for locals too.
A horse and cart taxi stand:
You'd never see this guy walking down the street in Belconnen!
Because it was rainy season, part of the main road of Bagan had become flooded and had turned into a river of sorts.
We stopped at the side of the road to watch this chap climb up the palm to get sap from the leaves to make a kind of whiskey.
We paid this chap a few dollars each to take us out to a 200-year-old teak monastery:
The light wasn't great for taking photos.
These people were flooded out of their village, so they had moved to the village surrounding the monastery until the water subsided.
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