The old center of Yangon
Is an abundance of life and colors.
In the street of the printers, the workshops continue to spread ink on their papers. The bearers of immense loads try to make their way through the dense crowd beneath the arcades. At the turn of the windows one can meet General Aung San Suu Kyi. Small restaurants on sidewalks and on the edges of streets begin to form. I make a stop to one of the banana merchants to stop a hollow before the evening meal, its prices are not complicated: 100 kiats (0.07 $) = a banana.
Around 6:30 pm, the night begins to fall and you have to think about finding a taxi. And especially to get out all the stratagems to try to make the driver understand the name and place of the restaurant and my destination. Fortunately Google map comes to my rescue, I branding my phone with the plan and address and he embarks on a great reflection. Some hesitate and give up. Not easy to be understood, even with Google comes to my rescue, I branding my phone with the plan and address and he embarks on a great reflection. Not easy to get even with Google.
Colors of yangon.
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