In November, we had a four day weekend for Full Moon Day. We traveled with our neighbors Amy and Okkar to Bagan, Myanmar. Between the 11th and 13th centuries, over 10,000 temples stood in Bagan. Now just 2,200 exist.
In the months leading up to our move to Myanmar, Bagan was an obvious “must do.” Bagan seemed unattainable and the idea of thousands of golden temples against a lush green background seemed surreal. After months of fantasizing about the reality of standing amongst those ancient stupas, the reality felt no different than the fantasy. Bagan truly is magical.
While we all admire the courage of Anthony Bourdain’s 18 hour plus train ride to Bagan in the Myanmar, Parts Unknown episode, an 8 hour bus ride seemed like the more logical option.
Scott, Okkar and Amy as we start our bus ride to Bagan – 8 hours later, we arrived.
Our guide explained the structure of the pagoda and how it relates to the teachings of the Buddha.
As we walked around one of the pagodas, we found this precious little one sitting by herself.
Each pagoda is more beautiful than the next. Each has a striking contrast of moss against deep red bricks.
They keep going and going…
So excited to finally be standing on the top of a pagoda looking over the plains with thousands more.
Scott found his happy place.
Did you know where Sesame seeds came from?
Approaching a temple with beautiful and ornate details.
Local women organizing lotus flowers that they will eventually manipulate the flowers to create thread. They use the lotus thread to weave fabrics.
This ancient pagoda was built by a father for his youngest son who would eventually become king.
Every Pagoda has a stunning Buddha hiding behind red bricked walls.
Amy was courageous to try the water leading into a pagoda.
This Buddha figure was so large that it was difficult to fit into a photograph.
The view from the Bagan Observation Tower.
This guy blew my mind!
The Tourist Lounge at the Bagan train station. The staff insisted that we sit inside this room and wait for the train… no thanks!
Scott getting situated on the train, quite an ordeal.
The “Ordinary Class.”
Smiling and clean! My look was much different as we got off the train 21 hours later.
Just like The Darjeeling Limited.
And we’re off!
Leaving the Bagan train station.
I fell in love with these sweet kids instantly. They ran over to the window of the train right when they saw us pull up.
Watching the sunrise.
The 16 hour ride slowly turned into a 21 hour trip.