Easter weekend, wherein two days is discovered to be a poor excuse for a weekly break.

Perhaps unsurprisingly Myanmar, as a majority Buddhist nation, does not really pay much attention to Easter. The Australian Embassy, on the other hand, pays a more attention, and gives its staff a four day weekend. So we celebrated in the traditional manner – entertaining international guests, brunching, and buying glassware.*

There is a story about this particular building being known as the hypodermic needle, because the particular completely upstanding and legitimate businessman who built it allegedly made a lot of money from the drug trade. No doubt this is entirely untrue, all successful business people in this country have completely clean hands. Anyway, nice sunset.
There is a story about this particular building being known as the hypodermic needle, because the particular completely upstanding and legitimate businessman who built it allegedly made a lot of money from the drug trade. No doubt this is entirely untrue, all successful business people in this country have completely clean hands.
Anyway, nice sunset.
Esther gets her dance on.
Esther gets her dance on.
Chocolate mousse is definitely a reasonable brunch food.
Chocolate mousse is definitely a reasonable brunch food.
As is ice cream. In fact, there's a berry - let's call it fruit salad.
As is ice cream.
In fact, there’s a berry – let’s call it fruit salad.
Cheese and capers are quite European-brunchy.
Cheese and capers are quite European-brunchy.
And of course red wine is a brunch standard. Not pictured are those other brunch staples: pizza; steak; lamb roast; sushi; curry; pavlova; prosciutto (carved from an entire cured leg of pig).
And of course red wine is a brunch standard.
Not pictured are those other brunch staples: pizza; steak; lamb roast; sushi; curry; pavlova; prosciutto (carved from an entire cured leg of pig); etc.
I make all my razor wire purchases based on billboards in hotel foyers.
I make all my razor wire purchases based on billboards in hotel foyers.

So that was Saturday and Sunday (also not pictured was a great deal of sleeping). On Monday we decided to visit the Nagar Glass Factory, partly because we had intended to since we arrived, and partly because we broke two thirds of our remaining water glasses last week, and we were getting quite thirsty.

Some background on the factory – apparently pre-Cyclone Nargis it was a thriving glass factory, making glassware and supplying it to people who need such things. However Nargis hit and one of the the vast swathes of destruction it wrought passed through. Obviously glassware and highly destructive weather events do not mix, and much of the factory fell down, along with the glass.

Unfortunately it was going to be too expensive to repair the damage and reopen as a glass factory, so at some stage they decided to open as is, allowing people to come in and salvage what they want – kind of like a “pick your own raspberries”, but for glass.

The Nagar Glass Factory as it is now - somewhat jungley.
The Nagar Glass Factory as it is now – somewhat jungley.
You walk down these paths, and try to spot and then dig out the things you want.
You walk down these paths, and try to spot and then dig out the things you want.
Which can be quite difficult, given that everything is covered with leaves and dirt (and sometimes ants). Often we would see something amazing, only to get it out and realise it was broken.
Which can be quite difficult, given that everything is covered with leaves and dirt (and sometimes ants). Often we would see something amazing, only to get it out and realise it was broken.
Obviously there is also the constant danger of severing an artery. I hate to imagine the kind of public liability insurance you'd need to run a place like this in Australia.
Obviously there is also the constant danger of severing an artery. I hate to imagine the kind of public liability insurance you’d need to run a place like this in Australia.
This is quite a difficult sign to obey. Also the roaming cats and dogs couldn't/wouldn't read.
This is quite a difficult sign to obey.
Also the roaming cats and dogs couldn’t/wouldn’t read.
Esther hunting for treasure.
Esther hunting for treasure.
Just a wild orchid, orchiding around.
Just a wild orchid, orchiding around.
After bringing our bounty to the "checkout" it was laboriously cleaned at this cleaning station.
After bringing our bounty to the “checkout” it was laboriously cleaned at this cleaning station.

There are the cynics who say that all the good Nargis-surviving glass was scavenged long ago, and this is but cheap knock-offs from a factory in China, artfully buried and awaiting sucker tourists. But even if that’s true, it was a fun day out, and the glasses we chose were the same price as normal glassware from actual shops here, but much more interesting.

And now we finally have some glasses that fit a full can of soda water (you have no idea how happy this makes me).

Safely home.
Safely home.
Several of the colours of the rainbow (I pity the fool whose rainbow doesn't contain teal).
Several of the colours of the rainbow (I pity the fool whose rainbow doesn’t contain teal).
Some were pressed into use immediately.
Some were pressed into use immediately.
I'm not entirely sure what we're going to do with this one, but it is beautiful.
I’m not entirely sure what we’re going to do with this one, but it is beautiful.
Vase.
Vase.
More washing.
More washing.
Glasses on the display shelf. Apparently my Raiders scarf is being usurped.
Glasses on the display shelf. Apparently my Raiders scarf is being usurped.

*Also making tonic syrup from bark. But this was already covered in some depth on facebook, for those non-FBers (yes, Mum and Dad, I’m looking at you) I will put up a quick post shortly.

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