day 182: fading memories

Seen in the guesthouse in Katha, a small village by the shores of the Ayayarwaddy river. It´s quiet and sleepy here. The big brown river seems to force its pace on the inhabitants on the village. It´s quiet and relaxed here. A long time ago the famous writer George Orwell lived here. He served as […]

day 161: boat ride

We put our motorbikes on a ship in Kalewa off to Monywa. On the boat there was not much to do but to hang out with the crew, to chat, to share food and to listen to music. Becca presented Western music, the crew presented Myanmar music, from Rock to romantic songs. When suddenly the […]