Streets of Yangon Looking for 'innocent monsters'.
“What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.” ― Charles Baudelaire
One of the things I love about Asia is that life takes place in the streets. I'm happiest with a map and a stout pair of shoes. I don't even have to have a destination: the streets beckon and for me the journey is enough.
The street names of Yangon (the ones I can pronounce!) are music to my ears - Bogyoke Aung San Road that leads to Scott Market; Anawrahta Road, home to a Hindu temple; Maha Bandula Street, anchored by Sule Pagoda and with Bengali Sunni Jamel Mosque nearby; and Merchant Street, location of the Golden Smiles Inn (where I stayed on my second visit) and of a ruby market under a Bodhi tree.
Waiting for a sign.
The citizens of Burma are highly literate. Books for sale in the streets is common.
The great recyclers. You can buy anything needed to fix something else.
Is that a Singer? Treadle sewing machines are in great demand.
So you are feeling a bit peckish? Drop by one of the endless tearooms or pick up a street snack - judiciously of course.
I only eat what is cooked in front of me -
- but I passed up this Burmese fondue.