Day 48, March 6

At one of the stations, we bought two buns that looked somewhat like steamed dumplings. It turned out they were filled with coconut and were very tasty; it’s a pity we only bought two.

In all the little villages, children would run out and wave their hands at the train. Life here flows very monotonously; people sit on the porch of their house and watch the departing train fade into the distance. I wonder what these people are thinking? What is life like for them in these bamboo houses? How do they fill their lives?

After 4 hours, we arrived in a village. From there, you still have to travel 10 km to the town of Nyaung Shwe, where all tourists visiting Inle Lake usually stay. There were 2 more couples traveling with us in the carriage — one older couple from Australia and one young couple from somewhere unclear. We all got into a three-wheeled “taxi” — a tuk-tuk — and headed to Nyaung Shwe.

In the evening, we went for a walk and found a café with cheap food. We ate strange vermicelli with gravy. We saw a roller rink where all the Myanmar people were skating on old four-wheeled skates — it looked very funny. By the way, they all skated very well.