I should take a moment here to explain that my camera is magical and enchanted. I swapped cameras with the crazy Spanish girl at work, who was looking for a smaller point-and-shoot type camera, whilst I was interested in taking more ambitious shots. It's the best decision we could have made. This camera is GOLD! We were actually joking on this trip that the camera makes things look better than they are in real life! I am still figuring out the settings, but we could really see the difference between what Avi's smaller point-and -shoot camera could capture in certain light in comparison to this little treasure. 
I LOVE this photo!
The children in Burma are amazing. They are all very good English speakers and very charming. Most Burmans wear clay on their face like this to make their skin whiter. Everywhere we went, a horde of children followed us, speaking every language under the sun to try to get our attention. It seems, based on their knowledge of European languages, that the majority of tourists to Burma come from Italy, Spain and France. They tried to sell us postcards and jewellery and sometimes acted as tour guides. What I found most interesting was that almost every child, woman and man I met asked me for my lipstick (the men and children to give to their mums, wives and sisters). It seems that good lipstick is hard to come by in Burma. Because my lipstick cost $30, I wasn't that willing to part with it, but I did end up applying some on children everywhere (cleaning it between wipes).
If any of you ever get to Burma, make sure you come prepared with a bag full of sweets, pens, hairclips, bracelets, cheap $2 lipsticks and any other little treasures. Burmans love to trade, with one market lady insisting on swapping Langi's bic lighter from Australia for a Burmese one! I wish I had been carrying more things. I ended up giving away my comb and some random currency from Vietnam and Australia to the kiddies.
This is the money shot of the whole trip!
These paintings are made with river sand, giving them an interesting texture. They were for sale outside all the temples in Bagan.
This is a dish that affectionately came to be known as 'bog juice' because it had such a full on flavour and smell that we thought it may have come from the gutters of Yangon. It was served to us with every meal. The food in Burma is not spectacular. They eat mainly very small portions of very oily curry and rice. It can be made quite nicely, but it gets a bit old after three days. It is quite heavy.
A charming street urchin who serenaded us with bollywood hits all the way back to our hotel.
This is betel nut paraphernalia. Betel nut is chewed by all the men in Burma. It gives off a nice cinamony smell. It also numbs your gums.
A tapestry workshop. Most people think these come from Thailand, but it looks like they originate in Burma.
A real life poacher's shop.
A gold leaf factory.
Unfortunately for me, I spent a lot of time in this toilet in a temple in Mandalay.
Random animal bits for sale outside a temple in Mandalay.
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