Monday, January 25, 2016
6 Years in Sichuan
"Helllllooooooooooo". The word 'hello' is going to be one of my abiding memories of China. When someone didn't understand you they'd say it, when someone wanted to impress their friends they would shout it out across the road at you. It isn't a proper 'hello' though, it's a long drawn out 'hello' followed by laughter.
After six years in the country I've finally decided that it's time to leave. I probably should have left earlier, the last two years haven't been that enjoyable. The pollution has got worse, censorship make the internet pointless without a VPN, the growing nationalist sentiment has also made me feel less welcome. For most of the time that I've been in China I've loved it, I just don't want to become that bitter expat that hates the place they live in but won't take the step to leave because they've become too comfortable. The world is too big and time is too short.
When I first arrived in China I didn't know what to expect. I genuinely had no idea. I didn't even know where Chengdu was, the first time I'd heard of it was when I saw a flight announcement for a plane while I was waiting for my flight to Beijing. When I eventually got there I was surprised at how westernised it was. Probably naively, I am not sure why I thought China and India would be similar.
In the first few years of living there I loved it. The all seeing authoritarian government that is portrayed in the media didn't seem to be there. Apart from Facebook and YouTube at the time, most of the internet was accessible. I couldn't speak any Chinese at all so I couldn't understand what people were saying, although it didn't take long to learn what the word for foreigner was. At the time the expat community in Chengdu wasn't very large, you'd rarely see another foreigner on the streets. The Chinese would stare and force little Xiao Wang to say hello to the foreigner.
For six months I lived in Leshan. A city in the south of Sichuan famous for it's giant Buddha. Working in a school full of spoiled rich kids and teachers that resented the foreigners popularity my time there was hardest to get through. Working on dodgy visas, processing a visa with five minutes left, and being told by a teacher that I was stupid on the basis that I was a foreigner were the highlights of living there. It was an experience that I wouldn't change, it made me a lot stronger as a person, you could offer me all the money in the world though and I wouldn't go back and do it again. The 'hellos' were particularly prevalent here, I don't know how many foreigners lived in the city but I only ever saw two in six months.
The best experience I had in China was that of learning the language. Going from having no words at all to being fluent is an achievement that I am proud of. Chinese is not as hard as people think and if you live there it is well worth investing the time into learning it. It makes your life so much easier as so few people speak English. The hardest part of learning was the monotony of the classes. Each lesson was the same and classes were never streamed according to ability. Every day you knew what would happen in the class. The teacher would go through some new vocabulary then ask you to make a sentence. My first teacher was an exception to that rule and was the best teacher I had in the whole time I was there.
While experiencing the education system for us foreigners was bad enough, spare a thought for the kids who have to go to school from 7 am to 9 pm with the sole goal of passing an exam that completely shapes their future. The education system in China is not one that should be emulated, it deprives children of independent thought and creativity. The difference becomes most apparent when you teach a class of first years in primary school who are inquisitive and excited and then teach a class in middle school. The children will be worn out, their eyes black with tiredness, the curiosity and youthfulness will have disappeared.
It is extremely hard to describe to people what China is like. On the outside, especially in major cities, it is no different to any other Western city. The buildings, the shopping centres the infrastructure. It takes time to see under that. Even then it's still hard to describe it. A society supposedly built on Confucian values, a government that teaches Marxist economics even at university at level but has unleashed capitalism at its worst. The contradictions in the society are ubiquitous. Harmony was the propaganda buzzword a few years back, on the surface it seems harmonious but I always have the feeling that underneath there is an undercurrent of rage that could boil over at any time.
One of the things that China has taught me is the evil of ultra nationalism. The belief in the superiority of a race and the belief that you have the right to impose your will on those that don't agree with you simply because you are inherently superior. The government has used the nationalist sentiments to direct anger away from themselves, people need to vent so let them vent at imaginary enemies. I do not think this is just a product of the Communist Party, it's more an ingrained part of the Chinese culture and can be traced back far further than the CCP.
This ingrained superiority complex is also contradicted in everyday life, not just by the rich moving abroad and sending their children abroad to school but also in desiring all things western. Living in China you will always be told that you don't understand. To an extent, no, we don't understand but the contradictions are more obvious to outsiders. When you point something out it doesn't mean that you 'hate' or 'don't understand'.
China pissed me off immensely, but when you live abroad it's always the case. Whichever country you go to the expats will tell you how difficult it is to live in that country. I am not a China basher and I don't subscribe to the China collapse theory, China will always have some relevance in the world. While I don't think the political system will collapse, it does have the potential to, and if it does it will be a spectacular collapse.
I often find myself defending China to people in Europe. China is probably nothing like what you expect it to be. It is cliched but China is not North Korea. It can have a lawless feel to it. If you're not getting involved in politics then you will be left alone. People rarely involve the police in disputes, not only are they useless, but people prefer to settle things themselves. Censorship has got worse in recent years, and in fact I became more aware of what I was looking at on the internet even when I was using a VPN. A testament to that is that I'd never have written this if I was still living there, perhaps paranoia on my part but better safe than sorry. I think China is at a turning point and this is the turning point that will determine the future for the nation.
China has been through immense changes since the CCP came into power. The famines of the great leap forward and the destruction of culture during the Cultural Revolution has had a massive influence on the way the country is today. Stability is paramount for both the government and also the people. In the west especially, we take our political freedoms for granted, and we have grown up believing that it is our fundamental right to have a say in how our government is run. At the moment Chinese people value prosperity and stability, there is no desire for upheaval. This is not an attempt at excusing authoritarianism, but is an explanation of the situation.
I'm still going to keep learning the language, and I hope I can go back to Chengdu at some point. I've complained about it, I've hated it at times but China and especially Chengdu will always have a place in my heart along with the Chinese people. I have some amazing Chinese friends and I learnt so much about myself and others while there. It's just that it has worn me out and now it's time for new adventures and so it's time to say thank you and hopefully I'll see you all soon.
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7 years of travel in pictures
Seven years ago I the U.K for India, since then I've been travelling around Asia and here are some of my favourite pictures. The pictures I've chosen are not there because I think they are well taken, I'm not a very good photographer, but because they have some meaning along my journey.
This was taken from Emei Mountain in southern Sichuan, China. I went to China in 2010 to teach and ended up staying there for 5 years, learning Chinese and learning a lot of patience. I recently left China for good but it is somewhere that will always have a place in my heart regardless of how frustrating a place it can be! If you are ever in China, Emei is well worth climbing and if you're lucky enough with the weather the views from the top are spectacular. The picture below is of the sun rising at the top of the mountain.
This was taken in Cambodia in 2011. I had left China for a little while and it was the first time that I had gone off backpacking on my own. This man is a survivor of the Khmer Rouge prison in Phnom Penh. The prison was one of the darkest places I have been to and Cambodia's recent history left a deep impression on me. Not sure what was going on with my hair at the time!
Beijing was the first place that I arrived in in China. The Great Wall is definitely worth seeing even if it is very touristy. There are parts of that are a lot less touristy but you need to be adventurous to get out to see them.
Vietnam in 2011. This was taken somewhere in the south of Vietnam. Vietnam is one of my favourite countries to visit.
Pandas in Chengdu, China.
This was taken in Leshan, Sichuan. Leshan is relatively small city in Sichuan. I lived there for about 6 months in 2011. I had decided that I wanted to get out of the big cities and see a more authentic China. While it was a great experience I don't think it is one that I would do again! Living in such a small city and being one of the very few foreigners made it difficult on occasions. It was impossible to be anonymous and just going out could be a chore sometimes. The picture is of the Giant Buddha which was carved into a hillside.
This building is in Yangoon, Myanmar. I had wanted to go to Myanmar ever since I arrived in Asia and finally went in 2014. Myanmar is a blend of South East Asia, India and China and is one of the most unique countries that I have been to. The colonial buildings are also still evident.
Taj Mahal, India in 2009.
Bandla, Himachal Pradesh, India. I went to India for 3 months to teach English in a rural community. This was the view from my balcony! India was where a caught the travel bug. The children that we were teaching also left a massive impression on me. In a community that had very little they still had the desire to improve their lives.
Sunset from the house I lived in India.
Golden Temple in Amritsar, India.
Some of the children I taught playing cricket during their break time. Cows often wandered through their very small playground. At the edge of the playground there was also a massive drop off the side of the mountain. It didn't seem to bother them though!
Colombo, Sri Lanka. This was taken just before a storm on the day we arrived in Sri Lanka. I loved Sri Lanka however Colombo is not a place that I would recommend! Get out and explore the country as soon as possible!
Bangkok, Thailand. Bangkok is one of my favourite cities.
Tuk tuk during a storm in Colombo, Sri Lanka.
Kuala Lumpur.
Sunset in Sri Lanka.
Wild elephants in Sri Lanka.
Relaxing on the beach in Sri Lanka.
London, my hometown. Last year I went back with my girlfriend as a tourist and I came to realise what a great place London is.
Sunday, September 20, 2015
London Nostalgia
As my hometown London invokes a lot of memories, some good and
some bad. It was the place that I grew up in and the place that I spent a
large part of my life living in. When people ask where I am from I always
reply "London". Never, "England", or "the
U.K". I've not been to any place anywhere else in the world that has
the uniqueness of London. The cultural diversity, the food, the places
you can visit, the history.
When I lived in London I went past Big Ben, Westminster Cathedral
and Tower Bridge so many times that I would barely take any notice of them.
This time I did, and I also took notice of people from all over the world
that had come to see the places that I had taken for granted. Often, when
I was teaching, my pupils would ask me about London and tell me how much they
would love to see Big Ben. It was this that brought home to me that I
grew up in such an iconic city that people all over the world dream of going
to, and for most of them it would be nothing more than a dream.
To the rest of the world, to all the tourists, it's all these
places that define London. The famous pictures you see printed on
t-shirts across the world. The ubiquitous British flag. To them
this is London. For those that live there though there is so much more to
London.
When I go back to London it's the memories and the feelings that I
love. Just walking down a certain road can bring so much flooding back.
I miss the autumn evenings, walking along streets with piles of leaves
everywhere. Watching squirrels collect the conkers that have fallen from
the trees. The misty rain on dark winter evenings as I came home from
school. Even the freezing cold winter mornings as the sun comes up in the
pale blue sky.
Walking along Abbey Road the memories of kids in my class standing
up to tell the teacher what they were going to do at the weekend and how they
were going to go to Gary Lineker's house and get his autograph. Then
they'd start arguing because, of course, only one person could go to Gary
Lineker's house and get his autograph.
Walking back down towards Maida Vale and Paddington Rec I
remembered going to the park with my dad to play football on cold Saturday
mornings. I remembered the two tower blocks you could see in the
distance. Abandoned because of asbestos, standing there for years
completely empty. As a kid my imagination would run wild thinking what
you could do in a couple of abandoned tower blocks.
As I was on Oxford Street I was a kid again on a dark December
day. All the Christmas shoppers out. Mum having taken me down to
Oxford Street to see the lights and to do some Christmas shopping. At the
time a trip to Oxford Street seemed like going a million miles away even though
it was 20 minutes away on the bus.
The late nights sat outside of a random person's house in the
summer smoking hash. Playing football until it was too dark to see the
ball but not wanting to go home because you all enjoyed each other's company.
Spending hours talking nonsense in the warm summer nights. Looking
forward to the next day as you walked home because you knew you'd do it all
again tomorrow.
There was even some nostalgia for the bad times. The times
when I was sick, the times when I could barely walk, sweating, shaking and
tired but still managed to make it to a shop. Going on missions to the
other side of London just to get what you need. Sitting on tubes with
people staring at you in pity. Nowhere brings up those memories like
being in London.
All places change, people come and go from your life. You
lose people that you love, you regret things that you've done but they always
fade into memories. The places, the people, the feelings, the people you
wish were still here. For all the places I've been to there is no place
like London that brings it all up. Some of the memories are sad, some are
happy but none of them are ones that I want to lose.
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Friday, April 10, 2015
Making Money While Traveling
When you travel you need money. It’s the one thing you can’t escape
from. There are various ways to make
money when you are abroad, some of them easier than others. One thing you should always ensure is that
you have a backup source of money. Being
in a strange place without any money at all is not fun!
Teaching
I have already posted on teaching and you can see my
thoughts on it here. Teaching is
probably the most popular way to fund your travels. I don’t think it is for everyone though. It can restrict your travel as you have to
sign a contract to stay in one place for a certain amount of time. If you have a bad experience whilst teaching
it can ruin your travel experience. If
you read the post that I have linked to it will give you a good idea if it is
for you or not!
Blogging
You can make money through blogging, however, it isn’t
guaranteed. This is something that you
have to work on. Don’t leave home and
expect to get a million views on your blog within a month. It won’t happen. You need to have something that interests
people and you also have to spend a lot of time gaining an audience. It’s not as easy as is made out! If you do have something interesting that you
can blog on though it is possible to make money.
The way you make money through a blog differs. You can sell advertising space on your blog
and you are then paid for every time that someone clicks on that advert. This is a very slow process though, you’ll be
lucky to make anything when you start off.
You will have to build up a social media following and get them to visit
your blog. The most important thing is
to get people to come back. If you have
something to sell you can also use your blog to sell. There are far more authoritative and useful
guides to blogging than this so you will be best off Googling and seeing if you
think it is a feasible way to make money for you.
Voluntary Work
Working voluntarily may sound a bit contradictory as this is
about ways to make money. You can find
voluntary positions that will pay you a living allowance and provide
accommodation. They are few and far
between these days as voluntary work has become big business, especially in
Asia. Companies will charge people a lot
of money to do a few weeks voluntary week in a far flung country.
IF you look through http://jobs.goabroad.com
you may find voluntary work that does
not need you to pay. Personally, I have
found voluntary work in India, Cambodia and Vietnam that paid a living
allowance. They may ask you to stay for
a certain period of time, but voluntary work is very fulfilling if you can find
the right place.
You will really have to search hard to find these kinds of
voluntary positions. In the future I
will be doing a post listing as many as I can find.
WWOOFing
WWOOFing involves living on an organic farm. You have to help out but they provide you
with a bed and meals. I haven’t done
this myself, a friend of mine has and they said it was pretty good. He did it in Argentina and although the farm
he stayed on was pretty out of the way he enjoyed it. There’s probably quite a lot of hard work
involved and it may only suit certain types of people but if you are on a
budget it is certainly an option.
Bar Work/Repping
This is probably only suitable if you like to drink a lot
and/or you are quite extrovert. A lot of
bars in tourist spots will look for foreigners to help them entice customers
into their bars. From what I know it isn’t
very well paid, but you can survive. They
usually give you a place to stay and will allow you to drink as much as you
like! Certain hostels will also allow
you to stay for free or heavily discounted if you do some promotion work for
them. I know some bars in Sihanoukville,
Cambodia definitely do this. It may
involve dressing up in silly clothing but if you get a free night, it will save
you money in the long run! My advice
would be to go to bars in areas with lots of young tourists and just ask.
Travel Writing
You could link travel writing up with your blog and go it
solo or you could find somebody you could write for. There are lots of blogs out there that are
looking for guests posts, there are also websites that are looking for people
to write for them. The downside is that
it is not very well paid and although it sounds like the dream job it is not
very rewarding unless you are doing it for your own pleasure. You are probably not going to have travel
websites queuing up to take you on, don’t take that as indicative of you being
a poor writer, it’s simply because there are so many people out there trying to
do it. It’s definitely worth investigating
if you have been somewhere very few travellers go, that way your article will
be unique.
Ecommerce
This one is probably a bit more difficult, although there is
potential to make quite a lot of money.
I have done this myself, I gave it up because I am not really a
businessman and didn’t get much enjoyment out of it. The shop I set up did do fairly well so it
wasn’t a failure and it gave me enough money to live on and keep
travelling.
The best way to go about it is to find a niche market and
then open an online store. You will
however need someone who can dispatch your stock for you. If you can do that then you are on your
way. You will have to look after the
online store and reply to customers, you will also have to do the marketing
yourself but if you have a laptop and internet you can do that from pretty much
anywhere. The links below are to an online store that has everything set up for
you.
Photography
There are websites out there that will take your pictures
and then sell them on to a third party and you then get a cut of that money each
time your photo is downloaded. I am not
an expert on this and all I can really say is that is possible. Below are some websites that will help you
out.
This list is certainly not exhaustive and there are plenty
of ways you can make money as you are travelling. I have met people that put whatever talents
they have to use. If you’re an artist
you can paint or draw and sell your pictures, if you are a musician you can
find bars that will let you do gigs and hopefully pay you for it. If you can build websites, you can do that on
the move. Like I said at the beginning
of this post, make sure that you have so money in case of an emergency! At least a ticket home.
Hope you enjoyed it and thank you for reading. I will be posting a list of places you can
find voluntary work that you do not need to pay for in the next couple of days!
Monday, April 6, 2015
Travel Photographs
Great Wall of China, 2010. This was taken not long after I first arrived in China. The most I remember about that day was it was almost 40 degrees!
Marble Mountains, near Danang, Vietnam. This is an incredible place. The inside of the mountains are like something from an Indiana Jones film. The Viet Cong used the mountains as hospitals and shelter. There are also temples inside.
Nha Trang, Vietnam. An incredibly beautiful place. When I took this photo I was on my way to go snorkeling with tropical fish.
Sunrise from Emei Mountain in Sichuan, China. It is quite rare to see the sunset as it is usually cloudy at the top. We were very lucky on this day. The climb is steep but well worth it for the view. Watch out for monkeys!
Sunset over Can Tho, Vietnam. I took this on my way to the Cambodian border.
Taken in my home for the last 5 years, Chengdu, Sichuan, China. Best to go early in the morning to see the pandas while they are eating otherwise you might find they are all asleep!
Leshan Giant Buddhal, Leshan, Sichuan, China. I live not far from this Buddha for six months. It is an incredible site especially if you take the boat trip. Best to go when there isn't a Chinese holiday as it can get very crowded.
Golden Temple, Amritsar, Punjab, India. I visited the temple when I was living in India. Beautiful place and they will even feed you for free if you want to eat there.
Himachal Pradesh, India. This picture is taken from the school that I worked in while I lived in India. The scenery was amazing.
Mount Lavinia, Colombo, Sri Lanka. This was taken at night walking along the beach. The background is the city centre.
Chao Phraya River, Bangkok, Thailand. This was taken from the river taxi. Bangkok is one of my favourite cities.
Sri Lanka. This elephant came charging out of the bushes while we were on a safari. When the picture was taken I wasn't aware that there is a wild peacock in the background.
Sunday, April 5, 2015
Basic Mandarin
When people tell me that they have been to China the biggest problem they found while there was not being able to communicate. If you are away from the larger cities on the east coast it becomes more and more difficult to find someone that can speak English. I would recommend to anyone that wants to visit China to learn some basic Mandarin. I've lived here for five years and being able to communicate has made my life so much easier!
Pronunciation
Each sound has its own individual character. For example in nǐhǎo, nǐ is 你 and hǎo is 好
Exercises
Add the pinyin tone marks to the following words:
ni
wo
jiao
shenme
jintian
zenmeyang
xiexie
mingzi
ni ne?
nihao
hao
gaoxing
Write the pinyin for the following charcters:
你
我
叫
什么?
怎么样?
再见
很
高兴
认识
你好
今天
好
People often have the misconception that Mandarin is incredibly difficult and takes too long to learn. If your aim is to simply be able to speak it, it really isn't as hard as you probably think. I've found a lot of guides on the internet that over complicate learning Chninese so I have started my own guide within my blog. I'm not a linguist and my Chinese isn't perfect either, although I have studied it for nearly three years and I am currently studying for a degree in Chinese language.
Pronunciation
When converted into the Roman alphabet a system called pinyin is used. Although some Chinese characters do have phonetic elements, if you are starting from the very beginning you will not be able to recognise them so learning pinyin is essential. The following link is excellent for becoming familiar with pinyin.
https://chinese.yabla.com/chinese-pinyin-chart.php
You should particularly look out for the difference between the pinyin x and sh. When you first start out they sound the same but there is a difference.
The pinyin c is difficult at the beginning and needs practice! It sounds like "tz" beginning with a t sound and transforming to a hard s.
Tones
Chinese is a tonal language and if your mother tongue is a European language it can be difficult to differentiate between the tones. This is one part of the language that takes a lot of practice but also patience. If you persevere you will be able to hear the differences and also be able to use the tones yourself. A tone alters the meaning of a syllable, in Chinese there are 4 different tones.
1st Tone: The first tone is at a high pitch. The symbol used is above the a in mā. It is high and long and relative to your normal voice level. This is probably the easiest tone to get right.
2nd tone: The second tone starts off low and rises. In English we used this when asking questions. For example say "really" and then repeat it with a question mark at the end, "really?". The way in which you say it changes. The symbol used for the 2nd tone is above the a in má.
3rd tone: The third tone starts off high drops to a low pitch and then rises back up. In English this is rarely used although it is similar to a child asking "why?" when complaining. The symbol used is the one above the a in mǎ.
4th tone: The fourth tone starts of high and drops to a low pitch. We usually use it in English when we are commanding someone to do something. Say "no" and then repeat it with an exclamation mark "no!". Notice the difference and how the pitch changes. This is one of the harder tones to get to grips with. Non native speakers often confuse it with the 2nd tone even if they think they are saying it right. The symbol used is above the a in mà.
There is also a fifth tone. When a syllable has no tone mark above it, it should be pronounced softly without adding any significant tone. This is more difficult to master and only comes with practice.
You can listen to all of the above tones in the link I provided above. Simply click on a pinyin letter and you can listen to how it sounds in all of the different tones. It takes some people longer to grasp the tones so don't be put off if you can't immediately hear the difference!
The significance of tones
The tones change the meaning of a word or syllable in Chinese. The most used example is "ma".
mā - 妈 using the first tone the meaning is mother. (There are other meanings too although there is no need to worry about that at the moment)
má - 麻 using the second tone it means hemp
mǎ - 马 using the third tone it means horse
mà - 骂 using the fourth tone it means to curse.
Look for ma in the table in the link above and listen to each one a few times, try to imitate the speaker. If you can get the tones right early on it will make learning Chinese a lot quicker and may also save you from embarrassing situations! The word for pillow is zhěntou, the word for a syringe needle is zhēntóu. Going to a supermarket and asking for a syringe needle may cause you problems!
Chinese grammar is very simple when you first start off. Word order usually follows that of English. Verbs do not change in Chinese, they always stay the same. If you wish to express something in the past, present or future there are words that are added although I will discuss this in a later post.
Basic vocabulary
Each sound has its own individual character. For example in nǐhǎo, nǐ is 你 and hǎo is 好
nǐhǎo - hello (When there are two third tones in a row, the first one becomes a second tone although the pinyin will not change. It should be pronounced níhǎo)
你好
nǐ - you
你
wǒ - I
我
hǎo - good
好
hěn - very
很
xièxie - thank you
谢谢
jiào - called; named
叫
shénme - what
什么
míngzi - name
名字
jīntiān - today
今天
hěn - very
很
zěnmeyàng - how about?; how are...?
怎么样?
rènshi - to know
认识
gāoxìng - happy
高兴
nǐ ne? - and you?
gāoxìng - happy
高兴
nǐ ne? - and you?
你呢?
Conversation
nǐhǎo (hello)
你好
nǐhǎo, nǐ jiào shénme míngzi? (Hi, what is your name?)
你好,你叫什么名字?
wǒ jiào Sean, nǐ ne? (I'm Sean, and you?)
我叫 Sean,你呢?
wǒ jiào Bob, hěn gāoxìng rènshi nǐ! (My name is Bob, good to meet you!)
我叫 Bob, 很高兴认识你!
nǐ jīntiān zěnmeyàng? (How are you today?)
你今天怎么样?
wǒ hěn hǎo, xièxie! (I'm very good, thank you!)
我很好,谢谢!
zàijiàn! (Goodbye)
再见!
zàijiàn! (Goodbye)
再见!
Exercises
Add the pinyin tone marks to the following words:
ni
wo
jiao
shenme
jintian
zenmeyang
xiexie
mingzi
ni ne?
nihao
hao
gaoxing
Write the pinyin for the following charcters:
你
我
叫
什么?
怎么样?
再见
很
高兴
认识
你好
今天
好
Use pinyin, or characters if you really want to, to make three sentences from the above words.
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Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Myanmar: The Road to Mandalay
Myanmar, Burma, the road to Mandalay. It was a country that I had always wanted to
visit. The country that George Orwell
had been stationed in and Kipling wrote his famous poem, Mandalay about. People had told me that it was like going
back in time. No ATM’s, terrible
internet. That suited me. I wanted something that was different from
the rest of Southeast Asia.
Arriving in Yangon I took out my crisp hundred dollar bill
to get it changed. The money changers
here won’t take your notes unless they are pristine. The slightest nick or crease on a note and
they won’t accept it. You’ll have to
wait until you get back to Bangkok to change it. I jumped in a taxi and realised that even
though the cars are right hand drive they drive on the other side of the
road. This made for some terrifying
journeys!
Hotels and hostels are comparatively expensive in
Myanmar. You aren’t going to get the
same prices as you get in Cambodia, Vietnam or even Thailand. My dorm bed cost $16 a night. It was a nice place but when you are used to
$2 or $3 a night beds it’s a bit expensive!
The morning after arriving I headed out into Yangon. I had arrived in early March and the
temperature was already reaching the low 40s.
It is a dry heat and it does get cooler in the evenings although I
wouldn’t recommend going in April or May. Yangon immediately reminded me of
India. The streets were filled with
market stalls, there were colonial buildings and temples everywhere, the smell of food hitting your senses.
There isn’t really that much to see in Yangon. I spent 4 days there just wandering the
streets. Even though it was similar to
India in some ways it still had an East Asian feeling to it. Just wandering the streets taking in all the
sights and smells. Buying small plastic
bags of lime juice, eating Indian food in small side street restaurants. It was amazing to be somewhere so
different.
On my last day I took a walk along the lake. Aung San Suu Kyi‘s house was nearby although
I didn't walk past it. The road was
heavily policed and as I hadn’t taken a map with me I was sure exactly where it
was. Walking around a lake that had
become so famous internationally because a man had swum out to her house to
meet her felt strange. I’ve read varying
opinions on her, although I do not know enough to form my own opinion. She has however obviously had a massive
impact on recent politics in Myanmar.
Having refused to leave and being kept under house arrest certainly
takes some courage.
From Yangon I took the bus to Mawlamyine. I’d decided to come here after reading that
George Orwell was stationed here when he wrote Burmese Days. Rudyard Kipling had also stopped here
briefly, struck with the beauty of Burmese women, he completely neglected to
look at the famous pagoda. Although
there are more tourists now in Myanmar than there were before, Mawlamyine is
still a sleepy town that not everyone visits.
It sits by the sea, colonial age buildings lining the streets. I stayed in a hostel for $10 a night. The room was basic and had no windows, but I've stayed in a lot worse.
One afternoon I decided to take myself off into the
backstreets of the town. As I was
walking towards a temple I came across some kids playing football. They are obsessed with football in Myanmar,
more so than anywhere else I have been.
They begged me to come and play with them. So even though it was nearly 40 degrees and I
only had flip flops on, I joined in, running around barefoot getting run ragged
by children. The skills aren't what they
used to be! As we were playing monks
would walk past amazed at this random white guy playing football in the backstreets
of Mawlamyine. It’s one of my favourite
memories of travelling.
Again there isn’t that much to see in Mawlamyine, but I was
just happy to walk around the streets taking in the atmosphere. The food wasn’t up to much so eating was a
bit of a chore. The few days I spent
here though were worth it just for being able to play football with the
kids.
From Mawlamyine I took the bus to Mandalay. The journey was
at night time and all the hills were lit up with pagodas giving it an almost
eerie feel. Mandalay is a place that has
a bit of a mythical air around it due to Kipling’s poem. It is actually quite a new city. The roads are mostly built in grids and has a
very different atmosphere to Yangon. As
the moto driver took me to a hotel we passed Mandalay Palace as the sun was
rising. It was a spectacular sight.
The hotel in Mandalay cost me $20 a night. It was quite a nice hotel and the surrounding
area had a lot of different restaurants, mostly Chinese and Western. The day after arriving I walked from the
hotel around Mandalay Palace to Mandalay Hill.
When walking up the hill you have to take your shoes off. I was told that it would take hours to climb
it but it took me about 40 minutes. It
is well worth the climb just for the view over Mandalay.
The day after the moto driver that took me to the hotel in
Mandalay said he would take me on a tour of the surrounding areas. To be honest I didn’t find it that
interesting. I’ve seen so many temples
in Asia that trying to look enthusiastic at seeing another is becoming
difficult! He also took me to a
monastery. The monks are fed by local
donors and every morning they come to receive their food. Unfortunately the tourism industry has
latched on to this and they bring busloads of people in to see this procession. The tourist stand in front of the monks
taking photos, and generally make a nuisance of themselves. I didn’t really want to be a part of that so
I left earlier. The moto driver wasn’t
too impressed, but I was paying him.
The last place he took me to was a wooden bridge. It stretches out across the river in Mandalay. As I was walking across the bridge a random
foreigner asked me if the place I was staying in was expensive and if it wasn’t
did I mind sharing. I declined and he
look disappointed. Did he really expect
people to accept his offer?
My last night in Myanmar I sat with the locals watching
football. Their knowledge of football
was incredible. They knew about teams
and players that you would never have expected them to know about. The local people in Myanmar are extremely
friendly and inquisitive. Most of them
are genuine too, they are not just looking to sell you something.
On my last day I took the plane back to Bangkok from
Mandalay. I had spent 2 weeks in Myanmar
and although I hadn’t visited many places and I had completely missed out on
seeing the temples of Bagan I still really enjoyed the time I spent. I went to places that were more out of the
way in the cities and I found the experience more enjoyable not just visiting
all the must go to tourist places.
I would love to go back to Myanmar and spend more time
seeing parts of the country that I missed.
It is much more accessible than it has ever been and the tourist
industry is growing quickly. The country
is also developing quickly. When I was
there in early 2014 there were ATMs that accepted international cards and the
internet was nowhere near as bad as had been made out to me.
Mandalay
By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' lazy
at the sea,
There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she thinks o' me;
For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the Temple-bells they say:
"Come you back, you British soldier; come you back to Mandalay!"
Come you back to Mandalay,
Where the old Flotilla lay:
Can't you 'ear their paddles chunkin' from Rangoon to Mandalay?
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
'Er petticoat was yaller an' 'er little cap was green,
An' 'er name was Supi-yaw-lat - jes' the same as Theebaw's Queen,
An' I seed her first a-smokin' of a whackin' white cheroot,
An' a-wastin' Christian kisses on an 'eathen idol's foot:
Bloomin' idol made o' mud -
Wot they called the Great Gawd Budd -
Plucky lot she cared for idols
When I kissed 'er where she stud!
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
When the mist was on the rice-fields an' the sun was droppin' slow,
She'd git 'er little banjo and she'd sing "Kulla-lo-lo!"
With 'er arm upon my shoulder an' 'er cheek agin my cheek
We useter watch the steamers an' the hathis pilin' teak.
Elephants a-pilin' teak
In the sludgy, squdgy creek,
Where the silence 'ung that 'eavy you was 'arf afraid to speak!
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
But that's all above be'ind me - long ago an' fur away,
An' there ain't no buses runnin' from the Bank to Mandalay;
An' I'm learnin' 'ere in London what the ten-year soldier tells:
"If you've 'eard the East a-callin', you won't never 'eed naught else."
No! You won't 'eed nothin' else
But them spicy garlic smells,
An' the sunshine an' the palm-trees an' the tinkly Temple-bells;
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
I am sick o' wastin' leather on these gritty pavin'-stones,
An' the blasted English drizzle wakes the fever in my bones;
Tho' I walks with fifty 'ousemaids outer Chelsea to the Strand,
An' they talks a lot o' lovin', but what do they understand?
Beefy face an' grubby 'and -
Law! Wot do they understand?
I've a neater, sweeter maiden in a cleaner, greener land!
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
Ship me somewhere's east of Suez, where the best is like the worst,
Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst;
For the Temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be ---
By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' lazy at the sea;
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the old Flotilla lay,
With our sick beneath the awnings when we went to Mandalay!
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she thinks o' me;
For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the Temple-bells they say:
"Come you back, you British soldier; come you back to Mandalay!"
Come you back to Mandalay,
Where the old Flotilla lay:
Can't you 'ear their paddles chunkin' from Rangoon to Mandalay?
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
'Er petticoat was yaller an' 'er little cap was green,
An' 'er name was Supi-yaw-lat - jes' the same as Theebaw's Queen,
An' I seed her first a-smokin' of a whackin' white cheroot,
An' a-wastin' Christian kisses on an 'eathen idol's foot:
Bloomin' idol made o' mud -
Wot they called the Great Gawd Budd -
Plucky lot she cared for idols
When I kissed 'er where she stud!
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
When the mist was on the rice-fields an' the sun was droppin' slow,
She'd git 'er little banjo and she'd sing "Kulla-lo-lo!"
With 'er arm upon my shoulder an' 'er cheek agin my cheek
We useter watch the steamers an' the hathis pilin' teak.
Elephants a-pilin' teak
In the sludgy, squdgy creek,
Where the silence 'ung that 'eavy you was 'arf afraid to speak!
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
But that's all above be'ind me - long ago an' fur away,
An' there ain't no buses runnin' from the Bank to Mandalay;
An' I'm learnin' 'ere in London what the ten-year soldier tells:
"If you've 'eard the East a-callin', you won't never 'eed naught else."
No! You won't 'eed nothin' else
But them spicy garlic smells,
An' the sunshine an' the palm-trees an' the tinkly Temple-bells;
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
I am sick o' wastin' leather on these gritty pavin'-stones,
An' the blasted English drizzle wakes the fever in my bones;
Tho' I walks with fifty 'ousemaids outer Chelsea to the Strand,
An' they talks a lot o' lovin', but what do they understand?
Beefy face an' grubby 'and -
Law! Wot do they understand?
I've a neater, sweeter maiden in a cleaner, greener land!
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
Ship me somewhere's east of Suez, where the best is like the worst,
Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst;
For the Temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be ---
By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' lazy at the sea;
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the old Flotilla lay,
With our sick beneath the awnings when we went to Mandalay!
On the road to Mandalay,
Where the flyin' fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China
'crost the Bay!
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