I finally got to Inle Lake to see what all the fuss is about. Only took two days. Got a boat guy to boat us around for the day. I can see what all the fuss is about, when we got to the actual lake and saw all the "fishermen" coming out of thr mist it was pretty amazing. At least until you realised that they weren't actual fishermen, just there posing for tourists.
Saw the stilt houses and the floating gardens with their dangling marrows - can't help but think that there is a risk of marrow loss having if you leave them dangling over water. Also saw all manner of local craftmen. Some even seemed ti be making useful stuff rather than tourist bobbins.
Spent yesterday avoiding the hawkers by hiking up in the mountains. Didn't get eaten by a tiger, so all good. Think I preferred the quiet mountain scenery to the tourist-and-diesel hubbub of the lake.
Quite enjoying monks usurping my expectations. In the last forty eight hours I've seen monks ride motorbikes, play football, splash around swimming and take my photo on their iPad. Funky monk.
In other news, I've discovered these small rice snacks. They are all kinds of awesome. I'd bring them back as a gift but there is exactly no chance that I wouldn't eat them.
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