(^44) Okkan – Gyobingauk - 90 km
Following breakfast, which was included in the room rate, the road
headed north. But, again, the road was narrow, and the traffic was
scary.
The water festival hadn't yet started, but already people were
throwing water, which brought relief from the relentless heat. I swear,
even the bitumen was melting.
Pyay was roughly 170 kilometres away, and Gyobingauk was
conveniently midway, making cycling two relatively short days.
The Paradise Guest House was along a dirt road in Gyobingauk. The
establishment wasn't much of a paradise but, surprisingly, it had air
conditioning and, at $10, I didn't complain. Even if not super
effective, the air conditioning kept the room slightly cool.
Gyobingauk – Pyay - 90 km
Due to the holidays, the difference in traffic was substantial, and I
barely encountered any buses or trucks. Being the start of the Water
Festival, kids were having a blast and, therefore, I couldn’t escape
getting wet. Practically everyone I encountered was armed with a
bucket or water gun, and in the heat becoming wet was a blessing.
You can imagine the kids' delight as they saw me coming along. They
ran as fast as their little legs could carry them to fill up their
containers, and I was thoroughly drenched by the end of the day. It
felt like I got a double dose, but they kept me cool to Pyay, where the
well-known Myat Lodging House was my abode of choice. It was a tad
of a dump and not cheap.
leana
(Leana)
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