Thingyan approached, and so we left.
Somewhat ironically, we were leaving Yangon to avoid the water festival, only to get rained on everyday in Hong Kong. But rain was a nice change from the 38 degree days we had been getting used to (I realise I will grow to hate the rain come wet season).
And now our all-too-short holiday is all-too-over. We’re sitting in Don Muang Airport waiting for our flight home and trying to avoid rats.
Holiday photos to come once we’re back home and I’ve had a chance to look through them.