Our train ride to Yangon.... Wait, what?

Jin tried to open the metal window, but the sun was so intense it was pretty much unbearable. Our neighbors didn't seem very happy about it either. So we finally relented and closed the window, choosing to sit in a shady hot wooden box.

The guy standing up is selling hot drinks.

typical scene from the train

there are lots of pagodas in Myanmar.

each seat number is written on the corner of the seat. Jin is my hero, and was able to learn their numbers, thus we were able to find our seat! Of course we were in the completely wrong train so we actually were in the wrong seat, but whatever. Lots of people just sit on the floor, it's pretty much as comfortable as the wooden seats.

This is when I started getting excited, looking forward to arriving in Yangon and taking a shower. Not to be.

Going across the bridge and seeing this island I thought we were approaching Yangon and it's large river. However, in retrospect I realize that this is the exact island and bridge pictured in the Mawlamyine post may days earlier. If you check the Mawlamyine picture of the bridge, this is the island on the right side of the bridge. Boy are we idiots.

Sunset over Yangon... Damnit!

my personal favorite