Inle Lake, a vast expanse of lumpy water in a perturbed country. Standing on my make-shift balcony, arisen by the iridescent sound and orange movement of the Burmese Buddhist Monks “ oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmm” “Peace” they chant as they pass on the rough track below me. I pull back so they can't see me. Few foreigners branch […]

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