The bus from Naypidaw to Yangon was smooth going, taking six hours including a short stop for lunch. Unfortunately the bus station was a long way out of the main town and it's an expensive taxi ride in. But with trusty wiki travel and a little help from some locals, Chris and I managed to find our way onto the local bus. It had to be the most rustic bus we had been on. The seats were slabs of wood held up by metal frames and the cushioned back row was barely ...

Up again for sunrise, but this time we hit the asphalt heading towards the capital in the back of a pickup truck, rather than riding our e-bikes along dirt tracks for the temples of Bagan. The morning was relatively cold, so being perched in the back of a pickup truck at dawn with the bitter wind whistling past our ears wasn't exactly fun! Luckily Amelia and I didn't have to suffer for the whole journey, after roughly an hour we were transferred from the ...

To reach Bagan it required Chris and I to first go back to Mandalay. Unfortunately the bus times never seem to be in our favour and we found ourselves waiting on the corner of the main dusty road passing through Hsipaw at 5.20am. Thankfully the bus was pretty much on time and we embarked on a six hour bumpy windy journey to Mandalay. Unlike last time, we actually arrived in Mandalay in the day light and therefore making it easier for us to haggle hard for a taxi ...

There were definitely faster ways for Amelia and I to get to Hsipaw, but the train journey from Pyin Oo Lwin to Hsipaw is considered one of the best in the world. The highlight being an engineering masterpiece - the highest bridge in Myanmar! Which when it was constructed by British colonialists back in 1901, was the largest railway viaduct in the world! Purchasing the tickets in advance from the station didn't work out, so to give ourselves the best chance o...

It turned out that the 'bus' was in fact a small pick up truck. This did not bother Chris or I too much, but the fact that they don't leave until they are full is not always ideal. You can wait from 5 minutes to a couple of hours. It really is just a waiting game. But luckily our wait turned out to be just 20 minutes, before we clambered into the back of the rickety old truck. It was a pretty uncomfortable three hours sat on a wooden bench in the bac...