25/03/2014

Had brekky and skwied the Russians, which over the course of the last fews days had turned into a running joke, and somehow had became our 'enemy', joking that somehow they were Russian spies and were after us. We got another pick up, this time with only two other people in and not so much stuff, but this time full of empty oil barrels. This time only took 3 hours. We then arrived back in Hopin and jumped on a train towards Nabar, where we then took our breadth and got a coffee. All the coffee in Burma in 3 in one instant coffee, and when you ask you order one then don't even bother doing it for you, you just get cup of hot water and a sachet of powder, and away you got. They all taste really good though and I actually prefer them to normal coffee. We then shared a pickup taxi to Katha. By this time it was really late and we were in the back of it for 1 hour. We arrived and scooted around the accommodation, to which all of them were full. The taxi driver drove us around every accommodation place he could find and all them gave us the same response. Looked fishy to me. We eventually went back to the first one who this time took us. The rooms were so dirty.

26/03/2014

Had an amazing sleep. The blankets were nice and thick. We then moved guesthouse to along the road and chilled on the river bank where paid one of the wifeys to wash his jacket. After we went for an explore and found George Orwell's house where he wrote Burmese days and went to the markets wherei bought a Lungyi, a man-skirt which every local in Burma where. Ben also got a haircut and a proper shave at the barbours. We all chilled in our room on the night, looked through photos and played some tunes.