After a long, bumpy bus ride to Dawei and finally getting our heads down, we were rudely awoken as the sun was rising by some strange sounds. After asking around it became apparent that the sounds were coming from the local temple, marking someone's passing from this life. We were informed, it usually lasted for several …
Journey to the Dawei Peninsula – Myanmar
We didn't stay in Mawlamyine. In fact, we rushed through it. We stepped off the rickety wooden boat onto the river bank, parted ways with half the group and said our farewells, then jumped in a tuk-tuk and made our way to the bus station. From there, we purchased tickets to head to the Dawei Peninsula. We …