• Vietnam…Simply Divine (part one)

    For the Christmas holiday break, three colleagues and I ventured off to the amazing land of Vietnam.  I had heard it was a beautiful country both in it’s land and it’s people, but it was so much more than I expected. We flew into Ho Chi Min City, what used to be called Saigon.  We had planned on flying up to Hanoi the next day and spending a good week trekking around the mountains before working our way back down…

  • Laughter Echoes Amongst the Stupas

    Four days of relaxation, lots of laughing, bicycling through ancient pagodas, spurts of torrential rain and thousands of stupas.  I just returned from a fantastic trip to the ancient city of Bagan, Myanmar. Founded in the 9th century, Bagan has gone through many metamorphoses leaving it full of rich architecture and stunning panoramas. As we pedaled out of the city of Nyaung U, we entered into a mystical world of primordial brick structures that numbered over 2000. Originally perhaps a cairn,…

  • Bangkok, Thailand…Pyin Oo Lwin, Myanmar

    Sorry for the lack of posting.  The last few weeks have been filled with short work weeks and travel.  As Myanmar does not have work visas, at least not for teachers as of yet, the foreign teachers have to leave the country every 70 days on “visa runs.”  Which means our local assistant teachers take over while we are gone, and so more attention has to be put into creating lesson plans that they can understand and follow.  My school…

  • Turn a Corner and Out Pops Art

    The other day I was jauntily motoring around the city looking for the place that I had purchased my motorbike so that I could get my free oil change.  Not completely sure where it was, I was taking a few turns here and there looking for familiar signs.  I love doing this to be honest.  I like to explore.  It is so much fun. Well I turned down a street that had an enticing bend in the road ahead and,…

  • Monkey Temple

    Before the motorbike, there was the bicycle.  In order to enjoy this mode of transportation one had to rise early in the morning and return by mid-day or your body would most certainly be extracted of all liquids via, I swear, osmosis. One lovely early morning, with fluffy clouds drifting above, three explorers donned our water bottles and cameras, found bicycles with decent brakes and peddled ourselves out into old Myanmar. After five minutes of city-bound peddling, we escaped into…