“Michael. I went there in 1980. You were only allowed a week on the visa. The 707 was too big for the runway so they deployed a small parachute to assist with the landing which you could feel take hold. You bought duty free Marlboro cigarettes and Johnny walker which you then sold after customs. Everyone did it. The proceeds nearly paid for the week in the country. I quickly checked into the strand hotel. Which was old and about like it was when the English left in 1947. There was a punkah on a bike in the closet pedaling the ceiling fan. On the trains we ate curry in banana leaves. Transportation was by Jeep. I counted 21 on my Jeep one time. Pagan was deserted and stunning sunsets and sunrises lighting the temples. It’s magical.
It seemed like such a long day yesterday!
In the Burmese version of Theravada Buddhism, the week has eight days. Wednesday is divided into Wednesday proper (midnight to noon) and Rahu (noon to midnight). Each day is associated with a compass direction, a planet, and a totem animal.
Perhaps the most incredible place we’ve ever been. Shwedagon Pagoda, Yangon, Myanmar