Burma, The Streets Of Yangon

 

Leaving the riverfront area a local gentleman grabs my hand as I attempt to cross a busy main street. It seems like since there are no pedestrian crossings it is going to be man versus machine to get to the other side.

My protector wants to increase my odds of winning the battle as he encourages me to wait and to cross the street with him. I am much obliged.

 

 

Safely across the street, we formerly introduce ourselves and this good will ambassador welcomes me to Burma.

We part ways and I watch for a few moments a group of young men in a circle playing a game that requires some good skills with your feet.

 

 

 

 

 

Burmese Foot Ball

 

 

Headed down a main street I am now looking at The Sule Pagoda in the center of Yangon. Back towards the river, I come across an unknown building that is next to the Customs house. The building is similar to ones I have seen in former Eastern Bloc countries. Huge.

 

 

Sule Pagoda

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Along the riverfront I meet a set of good will ambassadors although I think one of them is looking for a handout. He is so cute I wish I had something other than a smile to offer.

 

 

Nonetheless, I have a fun time trying to converse with the rest of them.

I think some of them have fun too as they just keep smiling and giggling.