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: http://www.flickr.com/photos/14504395@N07/sets/72157603161362268/