Day trippin' to Bilugyun

Every once in a while we would sign up for a tour, this usually ends up being a very bad idea, which we regret hours later. Then again, sometimes we would be pleasantly surprised. This trip I would say ended up in the latter category. We set out by boat to the large Bilugyun Island just off of Mawlamyine. The boat ride over was pretty standard traveling, packed to brim with locals and their goods. All of it being carried on and off the boat on top of their heads. 

Burmese_Island_1.jpg

​This tour initially took us on a quick truck ride around the island stopping off for scenic views and flower necklaces, which were made by our driver. We had three major stops, a rubber factory, a cane carver and something else I don't quite remember. The first stop was actually pretty interesting. I've never actually seen rubber being made before, and the final product was colorful rubber bands. Our second stop was to a guys house where he carved intricate walking canes. They were quite lovely but over our price range so we left rather quickly. 

Burmese_Island_2.jpg

​While we waited for our boat back, we snacked on some local grub and drank some sugar cane from the lovely lady photographed below. The tall white dude was our buddy Sam from England, a fun bloke that we hung out with off and on for a few days while traveling through southern Burma. (Not actually southern Burma, but close enough; farther south was off limits to tourists due to fighting). I can't say my post actually makes this tour sound like fun, and to be honest, it was nothing special, but the Burmese people are always smiling and so welcoming it is hard not to love anything you do in this country. 

Burmese_Island_3.jpg

Home Sweet Home

With not much more then what could be found in their backyards, the homes around Kinpin Village, Golden Rock were ​built by their owners. We saw one young family carrying large bamboo stalks on top of their heads down a challenging mountain path barefoot for their home. A few homes surprisingly had televisions flickering throughout the day.

Burmese_Homes_1.jpg

We were greeted by many happy kids and curious adults as we wondered down the dirt path through their village. While these homes are not much in respect to what we have back in the developed world, we still saw ladies sweeping the dirt around their homes keeping them clean and tidy. The one sad thing that caught my attention, was a few shops had toy guns they were selling, burnt into the side was the letters... USA. It was a sad reminder of how a lot of the world sees America.   ​

Burmese_Homes_2.jpg

On the tracks

Train_1.jpg

On our last day in Yangon we set out on the local train which circles the ever expanding city. After reading a few reviews online, we knew our final goal of circling the city might not come to fruitition; trains are known to only go a few stops before stopping and or backtracking and never making it all the way around Yangon. Well, never worrying about where we might end up, we set out for the train to see what was outside the city center. We were quite hopeful when we passed stop after stop still traveling north, but like all good things that come to an end, so did our ride. As the train squeaked to it's final stop and most passengers exited the rickety train, we sat hopeful and waited for our return ride home.

Train_2.jpg

What we got in the meantime was an excited group of kids in the train next to us laughing and smiling at the weird foreigners stuck on a train in the middle of no where. The photographic bunch filled our hour with laughter and welcoming smiles. Then like a trusty old car, the engine started and we we're heading south back to the city waving goodbye to all the Burmese kids we just met.

Train_3.jpg