MOVING ON NORTHWARD, I THINK WE ARE NOW ON THE AYEYARWADY RIVER or IRAWADDY AS IT WAS KNOWN PREVIOUSLY.
Here's the group, loaded into limousines for the ride to an old monastery ... No expense spared ..
Arriving at the monastery entrance, it's shoe removal time while we wait for the guide to explain what we are about to see. I did not listen. i never listen.
The village kids must have heard of our arrival & start to accumulate.
Here we pop into a classroom where a monk explains something but I did not listen. You can just make out a boy on the floor by the desk.
The guide carries on chatting to the group while I wait outside .. this is the school from the outside ..
More & more kids ..
This could be the worlds largest fruit, the Jackfruit - or not.
Lovely old buildings in the grounds ..
Monks laundry ..
Now you will be able to see what I mean about the smiling females of Myanmar. This little cutie is showing her lovely smile when the camera is not pointing at her ...
... and now she stops smiling ..
all the group were inside the building listening to the guide. I sat on the bench outside with the kids. They are fascinated with the camera & I took a lot more photos here than I am showing.
The group came out of the building & Penny was so enamoured of the scene of me surrounded by all these children on the bench that she insisted I give her my camera to take a photo us. I don't know what she did but the was no image on the camera.
Here's mum to several of the kids ..
We move on through the complex & the kids decide to pose for their super-model pictures
But - No smile ..
And - No smile ..
A hint of a smile, just coming, maybe.
They were a great bunch of kids. Not trying to sell us anything. Just there all the time.
Curious about us I think.
Here is the lady cooking for the monks who we could hear chanting but saw very few.
and here is where the monks live ... with just a glimpse of one.
Back on the limousines for the ride back to town ...
This is a pretty little town. Somewhat more affluent than the last we visited.
... of course - a bit of shopping in the local market ... .
I tried to buy one banana from a lady there. My smallest Kyat note was the equivalent of about a dollar & I offered this. Of course she could not change it and wanted to sell me a bunch of bananas & I still would have got change. I persisted about only wanting one banana but she insisted I take two & put them in a small bag for me - NO CHARGE.
Very nice of her but she got the dollar anyway. Lovely lady.
A pleasant end to a fine day on the Ayeyarwady.
If anyone is interested in a boat ride like this I think Sophy at RED IXORA has one she can offer.