Thursday, November 15, 2007

A Day in Burma

I crossed the bridge to Burma two days ago, to renew my Thai visa. A bored official took my passport on the Burmese side - you have to leave by 5 p.m. - and told me to enjoy the sights.

It's amazing how much can change in 200 meters. On the Burmese side of the bridge, the roads are dusty and pot-holed, the noodle bowls cheaper to remain affordable for a much-poorer country. There are spies and pro-government militia soldiers walking the streets. Instead of the big diesel 18-wheelers you see in Thailand, there are cheap Chinese contraptions - a sputtering engine strapped to a steel-frame with wheels - for transporting goods.

I visited several monestaries and a school. Here is a slideshow of some of the pictures. It's as far as I can get into Burma right now:


Carol said...

Hi Jacob,

Last night a friend asked me what my favorite trip was of all my travels and without hesitation I said Thailand...thanks to you and your family. Your stories and photos are wonderful...I'm travelling with you again...thank you! Love you and stay safe!

Aunt Carol

Adam said...

Your photos are incredible Jacob...