First things first, for those of you confused by the “New year, new design” post, the design only lasted for a few hours before I got annoyed and changed it back.
And now on to more interesting things.
On Christmas Eve a coterie of Perrys arrived in Myanmar. Then on Christmas Day we began our trip to Nyaung Oo Phee, an island in the Myeik archipelago (or Mergui archipelago, like almost everything in Myanmar it has two names).
This is our second Independence Day in Yangon, our first being in 2013. In honour of that, we can revisit the two posts from that trip. We look so young, and I don’t know what was going on with my inability to write proper dates.
Also in honour of Independence Day, I thoroughly recommend this review from the LA Review of Books. Not only is the review itself wonderful writing, it is full of interesting information on the current and historical situation in Myanmar.
Soon there will be updates of our exciting Christmas tropical island adventure (and possibly other updates too, sorry Sean), in the meantime, please enjoy this whistle-wetting photo:
Yangon has wonderful gates. And I have a website on which I can make you look at them. Consider this the first in a many part series.
One of the very many things about which I have been remiss has been not mentioning our first visitors (especially so as our second visitors have just entered their second week of Yangon-hood. But more on them later).
In July Esther’s parents braved rainy season (and Air Asia) to join us for three weeks. We showed them the sights (mostly rain), the sounds (rain falling on various surfaces), and the smells (so many smells) of Yangon. Then we took them to Inle Lake, which is always amazing.
Actually we were pretty lucky with the weather in general, and we have many photos and stories to share, but in the interests of getting something up before September finishes, here are three to prove that it happened.
What’s that? No posts for months then two in as many days?! Fear not gentle reader, this marks a return to the semi-irregular updating of yore.*
Rainy season has been mostly quite fun. Sure, there’s been whole days when I haven’t really been able to leave the house, and yesterday I was genuinely scared our car was going to suck water into the air intake and completely ruin the engine, but when you’re inside and dry it’s fun to watch the storms, and when you’re caught outside and soaking wet, you’re still warm. And everyone tells us this wasn’t a particularly bad rainy season, which I suppose is exactly what you want for your first one.
Which is not to say it’s all been beer and skittles, I have — on several occasions — become exceeding wet, traffic is worse (if that’s possible), the ceiling of the embassy even collapsed at one point.
It makes me wonder how to keep from going under.
And by “going under” I mean “falling down”, and by “keep from” I mean “is happening to”.
And after three moves in four months, we have reached our permanent home (probably).
Thank you for your assorted patience. Once you’ve finished with these, we can move on to slightly more current happenings, like our new apartment, and the start of rainy season, and May.
Two more and then we’re done with Hong Kong, I promise.
Continue reading HK 4. Includes family history and buildings (and both at once).
In the interests of not bombarding you with a single page containing 100+ photos, I’m splitting them up into arbitrary and fluid categories.
And then bombarding you with multiple updates, each containing fewer than 100 photos.
Continue reading HK 3, wandering around (and some photos I forgot from day 1).
