A drive down the mountain back past the Heho airport toward the Inle Lake region. Inle (pronounced "inlay") means "small lake" so we are in the small lake lake region. On the way we stopped at a Old wooden pagoda, built in the 1880s. Pictures of the golden Buddha and of the old wizened guys hanging around.
We went into a town where there was another market. This, however, had an extra: a parade for the neophytes going into the monastery. While we waited outside a restaurant, the old guy was frying up what looked like empanadas. Of course, I was willing to try, since in looked good. It was sweet, with a coconut filling. Ann even took a bite and enjoyed it. I told her that her son would be proud to eat street food! Only 300 "jets", about 30 cents. What the world costs Myanmar...
Lunch at a Pizza place - really. We had pizza and pasta and some fried chicken. Desert was good with a crepe with chocolate.
They put us into boats along with our luggage and took off down the lake to our hotel. I think the only way in and out is by water.
The hotel is vary pretty. A real resort complex. We had a lazy afternoon. Ann and Elsa went for massages while I finished writing this and fought with the Internet. The connections are pretty spotty and emails and pictures take 20 minutes or more to send and receive. Johnny Walker helps make the wait more bearable!
Dinner here at the hotel was wonderful. Shan food with a French presentation. The manager here is French, so we see the influence. During dinner, we asked Chang about how his life had been affected by the political events of the past few decades. He became very animated and told us of the travails of his and his wife's family. Fascinating and heart breaking.
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