Our little house
Literally right after we checked in, it started to rain. We sat on the terrace and drank tea. In the afternoon, the sun came out again. We rented bicycles from the hotel (they gave them to us for free because it was already kind of late). We first rode to the train station; we wanted to buy tickets for the train to Hsipaw.
The station in Pyin Oo Lwin is no match for the beautiful station in Bagan — here it looked more like a shack, with barefoot children running around.
We found the station manager, and he said that tickets for this train are not sold in advance. Come in the morning and buy them before departure. So that was that. So we sat down and rode our bicycles into the city center.
The roads here are very dusty and full of huge potholes, just like in Ukraine. There are also surprisingly quite a lot of cars and motorcycles, so we didn’t really enjoy cycling here.
The town is very small, there isn’t much to see. The center is decorated by a modest clock tower from the time of the British colonizers, which was just being restored. We stopped by a Chinese restaurant and had lunch there. It was tasty: chicken soup and something like fried dumplings.
