Along the Ayeyarwady river

Spent the last 24 hours moaning and groaning. John started the previous night with sickness and diarrhoea. I started at the end of the following day with stomach cramps and violent sickness. The diarrhoea came later..

However, the previous day we gathered our courage and road the length of the 35th street all the way to the Ayeyarwady river. 

After a delicious lunch (rice and crispy peanuts, lovely spinach salad and a few bits of chicken we set off down the Myo Patt road which follows the river

Many people lived in shacks, children bathed and played

Goods were carried, watermelon was sold, panels were weaved