Lost

We had quite a jolly Xmas day, although we were on a 40 seater coach for 10 hrs, we were with Jeff (Soe Soe's Australian husband) and 4 others from Bikeworld (and 15 bikes) and enjoyed the company. We stopped a few times to eat, of course, and even managed to slip a bottle of bubbly and Bombay Sapphire on board.








Jeff opening the bubbly




G&T's on the road




Xmas lunch with the Bikeworld crew




On the way we stopped to visit the British Commonwealth war cemetery- remembering 40,000 who fell in the WW2.
Bagan is really temple city, a unique place on the Irrawaddy river, it's home to over 1,000 temples built from the 11th century onwards.




The area is spread out over about 5 miles so we got a couple of bikes to go and explore. Here's one of the many Bhuddas






We stopped at Bagan Beach restaurant for lunch with a great view over the Irrawaddy







Earlier in the morning the Mehmsahib's hands were a bit swollen so she moved her wedding ring on to a smaller finger- you might already be guessing what happened next. Yes, she went to wash her hands and it fell down the plug hole- disaster! There was no u- bend, only a 90 deg bend. The restaurant chaps very kindly cut the pipe in case it had rested there but to no avail. After 31 years of intimate contact, the Mehmsahib was understandably distraught. We left our hotel details just in case, but the pipe went straight into the septic tank.
All we could do was go off to a few more temples for some quiet meditation.
And on the way back to the hotel on the bikes in the dark we compounded our misery by getting lost!

Location:Bagan