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12 of 12: When I show you a little bit of Yangon

Ever since July, I've been flying to Yangon, Myanmar weekly and to be honest, I haven't made the most of it. In the same way that despite my 6 months in Jakarta, I still haven't really explored. I'll blame it on work but also on laziness.

And so I've decided to share a bit of my non-life in Yangon given it's clearly just a lot of shots of my colleague, May Sun who is finally back from her European vacation to keep me company.

Guidelines

  • Take 12 photos on the 12th of each month this is like another level of not following the rules, I should stop calling it 12 of 12 but hey, cheating~ I know!
  • Post the pictures chronological order
  • Indicate the time, location, and a small comment
  • Taken from Chad at 12 of 12
Where September 12 was really part of the days!

September 12, Changi, 4:49 am
I'm never going to be used to these crazy flights. But it's the best one flying in to Yangon without wasting too much of the work day. I'm not a fan though. I will never be a fan of early morning flights for work.

September 12, Yangon, 7:37 am
Oh hello, Yangon's greenery. It's always so nice to fly in and see all of this wonderful greenery and plain fields and pagodas. It's still strange to me how many plane rides I take but seeing the city from above never gets old.

September 12, Our office, 3:35 pm
This is my colleague May Sun. She has kept me sane staying in Yangon all these weeks and she's just returned from a 2-week European vacation. I'm just glad to not be alone anymore. Plus there's lot of gossip to catch up on.

September 13, Our hotel, 8:29 am
The distance between our office and the hotel is around 1KM or less. On good days when it's not raining or not too hot, I try to walk to the office. But today it's hot. So it's the shortest cab ride of our lives.

September 13, The Thai place, 12:57 pm
There are a couple of places we go for lunch and when May Sun wasn't around, me and my other colleague Vincent ate at the same place. EVERY SINGLE DAY. But now that May Sun is back, it's time to explore again.

September 13, Our office, 4:03 pm
The thing with Yangon is, people always give me things to snack on. I have no idea what this is but it was good. It had coconuts for sure, but the rest of it, I was unsure of. I clearly need to run/exercise more. Still, food is A+

More May Sun because why not

September 14, Our hotel, 8:28 am
And it's another day in Yangon. I usually stay 3 days which means this would have been my last day in Yangon but because of events and things, I had to stay an extra day and it feels a lot longer than usual. I'm getting used to the breakfast items. But the Jakarta hotel had way better items. which makes me sound spoiled, but it's true.

September 14, Our coffee place, 8:40 am
Another walkable place from our office. but I noticed that Yangon (or at least the area our office is in) isn't that friendly to pedestrians. Also, it was 32 degrees celsius outdoors (except it felt like 40 degrees -- and the app confirmed this) and so May Sun and I took another cab.

September 14, Back at the Thai place, 12:59 pm
We don't usually repeat lunch places in one week but when we realised we had perfected the order formula for the Thai Place, it was time to test it. After ordering most of the things on the menu, we realised we only like the vegetables. This one. So we're now resorting to ordering one serving each. No more sharing for us.

September 15, Our office, 1:47 pm
It's difficult to resist an EDM that gets sent to me with all the things I had put in my shopping cart but didn't check out. My ex-company is so good at reminding me of all the things I'm missing out. To check out or not to check out. That is always the question.

September 15, Pyay Road, 6:01 pm
And it's back to the airport for me. Annoying story is that I asked Jetstar if I could bring knitting needles in my carry on and they said yes (in a tweet). I also asked Changi Airport and they also said yes and have been letting me out of Singapore with these needles in my carry on. 

Every week, I go home from Yangon Airport with these needles in my carry on. This week, they stop me saying it wasn't allowed. After much arguing and luckily me remaining calm and tearless, the flight attendants take it for safe keeping and I claim it post-flight. How dumb and inconsistent though. 

September 15, Flying High Above Somewhere, 10:28 pm
And we're almost back home. This week felt longer than usual but it's always comforting to hear the pilot say you're descending on to Changi. The past 9 months of weekly travel has been interesting and tiring in equal parts. I hope my body can keep up.


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