our of the Old Kingdoms: Yangon, Myanmar
Yangon, also known as Rangoon, is the former capital of Myanmar. That is, before the Junta ruling over the country suddenly decided that they wanted to move the capital to Naypyidaw. It was my first time here and it really was a charming place. I’ve really never been to a place quite like it. Many things here are just so out of this world that sometimes, I don’t even know what to say. Haha.
The view of golden land, Myanmar as we descended towards the airport.
Below are just some of the more memorable things about Yangon. You may or may not agree with my opinions.
The electricity goes off every few hours.
It occurs everywhere and also goes off randomly so you cannot time it. Night or day, you never know! I was there a short while and it was quite comical for me especially when it seem like we’re the only ones reacting to the power cut haha but I imagine it to be inconvenient and extremely frustrating for residents living there.
What if you’re halfway through baking a cake? What if you’re streaming an episode of your favorite series? What if you’re taking a hot shower? What if you just came home from a long and HOT day and had just sat down to luxuriate under the aircond?
But as I stayed there longer, I became used to the random power cuts. It’s not like you can do anything about it anyway. They usually last about an hour or so. Maybe more in some areas. However, I got the shock of my life when I was sitting down at the airport waiting for my flight and the electricity went off. Haha.
It also explains why the computers provided in the airport looks as if they are for decorative/ornamental purposes. Can you imagine if they were to actually be dependent on the computers? I cannot imagine the amount of lost data! Not to mention delayed flights and a whole load of crazy disorganization!
Coming to Yangon feels a bit like going back in time.
It’s true! The buildings, music, fashion, buses, the cars there, are all so 80s!
R was getting so excited over the many old Japanese public buses which she used to go on when she was little. I am guessing that Japan may have donated some of these as Japan is also very much involved with funding in the restoration of Cambodia’s ancient temples.
That totally made sense.
Even when boyfriend/girlfriends go dating, it’s a lot like P. Ramlee movies where they “berjumpaaaaa di taman Firdauusieeeee, bersamaaaa memaduuuuu asmaraaaaa~~~”. Haha, they will walk in the park, sit together, then the guy will buy flowers or mango for the lady and they whisper sweet nothings in each other’s ear as they watch the sun set.
It’s really sweet! 
Further examples of “going back in time” was when we went to a mall there, and they’re still selling the likes of Walkman, Discman and all that. One shop called the “Music Centre” and we were amused to see that they were selling cassettes instead of CDs! Hehe. I find that really cute indeed!
I wish we could’ve taken photos but apparently photo taking is not allowed in any shops. In fact, the security guard will follow you everywhere! Which brings me to the next point.
Security guards will follow you everywhere
We just came from Bangkok where there is a very strong military presence due to the red shirt protests. It somehow dulled our senses a bit while we were there. However, now in retrospect, actually there is a strong military presence as well in Yangon, particularly in commercial areas cause there’s many people there. This may have be caused by the bombing during the water festival only a few days before we came. When we come to malls or whatever, we’ll be constantly followed by security guards, eyeing us suspiciously. Hehe. It’s very intimidating I think.
Everyone wears makeup
According to Wikipedia:
Thanaka cream has been used by Burmese women for over 2000 years.[4]It has a fragrant scent somewhat similar to sandalwood.[2][6]The creamy paste is applied to the face in attractive designs, the most common form being a circular patch on each cheek, sometimes made stripey with the fingers known as thanaka bè gya, or patterned in the shape of a leaf, often also highlighting the bridge of the nose with it at the same time.[4] It may be applied from head to toe (thanaka chi zoun gaung zoun). Apart from cosmetic beauty, thanaka also gives a cooling sensation and provides protection from sunburn.[1] It is believed to help remove acne and promote smooth skin.[4] It is also an anti-fungal
Everything smells like pinang!
Pinang is Malay for betelnut, or areca nut. When I come to a country, one of the first things that I notice is the smell of the country. India smells a bit like pee and garam masala, Thailand smells like rivers, somtham and in some areas, dogs. Malaysia smells like rice, China smells like salty and soy sauce, Manila smells lantuh like wet earth, Japan smells like cold and fish.
Well, everything in Yangon smells like pinang! In fact, if I get a Burmese boyfriend, he will probably smell like pinang.
A thriving Muslim community
Also, as we’ve discovered, as we’re walking down to the parking lot of Bogyoke Market, I suddenly hear azan! It was unmistakable: Allahuakbar allahuakbar! I was so surprised to hear it in downtown Yangon no less. Apparently there was a mosque just 1km away from the market. I think having a mosque downtown, in probably the busiest part of the city, say a lot about not only the thriving Muslim community but also the high level of religious tolerance there.
Almost everyone can speak English!
When I was on SSEAYP, out of 28, only maybe 5 of the Myanmar contingent could speak English. So I was under the impression that perhaps it’s not a widely spoken language in Myanmar. Imagine my surprise when I came there and almost everyone could speak and even JOKE in English! In fact people here are really friendly and some would even approach us to just talk in English.
FML all this while we’ve been punk’d! So now I am convinced that the PYs that joined SSEAYP are only pretending to not speak English, for whatever reason!
The Burmese Script
Before I come to a country, I try to minimise too much surprises by Googling the country to death and finding out as much as possible about it. In all that Googling, I never came across Burmese script. In fact I didn’t come across Burmese script when we were on the ship either. Turns out, they have very unique characters in their writing system. Most of the letters look like cute little circles!
My friends and I, for a while, could actually read numbers. And for fun, we translated our phone numberse. Haha.
Black Market Money
The currency used in Myanmar is kyats (pronounced “chats”). 1000 kyats is roughly equivalent to US$1. You actually need both currencies here and while US dollars are officially not accepted there, it’s actually still widely used. You can bring your US dollars in but to get kyats, you would need to money exchange illegally. Lookout for men carrying black plastic bags at Bogyoke Market, those are money changers!
Anyway there are no coins. The most common denomination is 1000kyats. However, there are smaller change:
These notes are so jarih.
But these are very rare, so most of the times, when you go shopping in stores there, if you have a bit of change, they will give you sweets amounting to the amount they owe you. Hehe!
Next post will be about all the places we went to in Yangon, Myanmar. 
NB: Some of the photos in this post is taken by my good friend Ariffin Aziz. Especially if they look good and high res. He has a big ass camera. It’s black. He’s got a long lens too. In fact it could’ve been longer but back then it hasn’t arrived in the mail yet.
Longyis are like skirts made from woven cloth that many men and women wear not only here in Yangon but also the rest of Myanmar. They’re pretty cheap, some even only US$2 each but the silk ones can go up to US$25 each.
Inferior photo quality: I apologise!
And fruits and vegetables too!
Sigup daun!!! Unfiltered cancer sticks for US$0.50? Can’t remember how much it was but it was pretty cheap. Bought for the novelty of saying, “we bought Myanmar leaf ciggies”…
The mall, as expected was unremarkable, except for the security guard who did his job a little to well. We were followed everywhere we go. From a distance but still noticeable. That must be how the royal family feels everyday hehe. This is the only photo I took inside a mall, because as it turns out, no cameras are allowed!
To enter, one must purchase a US$5 entrance ticket and must wear a sticker all the time.
SM stands for Sex Machine hahahah!
The pagoda is really really gold.
A woman prostrating to her God.
Maha Tissada Gandha Bell
Carpetmen hauling carpet to praying areas.
Praying monk.
Photographer monk.
Some are only children.
This girl caught my attention cause she was learning English in front of an emerald buddha. The top book is in English, the second book is in Burmese, which I assume is the translation of the English words, and she’s copying the English words down in her notebook. I pretended to stand nearby admiring the emerald buddha, trying to listen as she reads aloud. It was a story, but her voice was too soft so I really couldn’t make out the whole story. Just a little.
After this sign, I realise that Myanmar is so full of not just monks, but pilgrims. They’ve come here for clarity and soul searching. This is their sacred land. Much like how we see our own sacred lands of Makkah and Madinah. I feel a bit pathetic that I actually paid so much to see all these temples and not even one mosque.. 
Get a snack of stomach entrail steamboat first? 
Or perhaps some spicy mango?
Or some posh Burmese cigarettes? Hehe! (No warning signs!)
It can either be any of the seats, facing the beautiful lake…
…any shady spot will do! Hehe!
We chose a sunny pink seat sponsored by A21 Soap haha!
There was a man selling a bouquet of mango slices. 
We had music too! 
Polka dot longyi!