Myanmar – On the road to Mandalay

We could hear the voices loud and clear now. They were getting closer. Suddenly, we were surrounded. Young men in black clothes circled around us. Their eyes glowed in the night. Who were they? What did they want? I then realized. It was the crew! They wanted to carry our luggage. We let it go and headed to the boat. The sun rose and we started to drift. The adventure was about to begin.

Sun rises over Irrawaddy River, Mandalay, Myanmar.

I bet you heard the song On the road to Mandalay by Frank Sinatra. Well, it’s actually not a road but the Irrawaddy River in Myanmar. It flows between Rangoon to Mandalay and has been used for ages to travel the region. But trip on the river went backwards – I started on the dusty streets of Mandalay and went to the mysterious temple city of Bagan.

Woman smoking a cigar, Mandalay, Myanmar.
Monks walking the streets, Mandalay, Myanmar.
Fresh fruits at the Zegyo Market, Mandalay, Myanmar.
U-Bein Bridge, the longest teakwood bridge in the world, Mandalay, Myanmar.
U-Bein Bridge, Mandalay, Myanmar.

Boats departs all year around and the trip to Bagan takes about ten hours. But the river gets dried up during the dry season and boats can easily get stuck in the low water. “It’s almost impossible to go upstream north of Mandalay”, the skipper said. Would we make it downstream? We were about to find out.

Two boys in the front put a stick into the water and shouted out the depth to the captain. He was navigating the shallow water with precision. It wasn’t the first time.

The first hour is the most scenic part. You will pass the old royal cities of Myanmar along the river. The most beautiful one is Sagaing situated on a steep hill covered of lush trees. The view from the river is something out of the ordinary. White temples and golden stupas shimmer in the morning sun. Monks doing their morning rituals. You can hear the temple bells ring all the way to the boat.

The royal city of Sagaing, Mandalay, Myanmar.
Guide at a boat on Irrawaddy River, Mandalay, Myanmar.
Boys measuring the depth of the river with tree sticks, Irrawaddy River, Myanmar.
Navigating the river, Irrawaddy River, Myanmar.

About half way we made a stop at Lekkapin. We walked through the small village. Wooden houses with open windows. Scenes from daily life flashed us by as zapping between TV channels. Artisans crafting a hat. A farmer on a haystack. Tea in an open living room. They watched us with curiosity from inside the houses. Suddenly a cookfight!

Myanmar is the least exploited country in Southeast Asia. Being colonized for a long time, it’s not until lately the country’s been opening up to the outer world. It’s like Thailand in the 1950s.

A man watched the fight from his porch. He was smoking a Burmese cigar made of leaves, known as a cheroot. He slowly exhaled the smoke. Two boys with a traditional decoration called thanaka on their faces walked by. The white paste is made from tree bark and is used widely in Myanmar. It is said to keep your skin forever young. Finally someone found the magic recipe.

Two women looking out from a straw hat shop, Lekkapin, Myanmar.
Woman taking a rest, Lekkapin, Myanmar.
Woman weaving a straw hat, Lekkapin, Myanmar.
Two boys with traditional ”thanaka”, a white paste made of tree bark, on their faces, Lekkapin, Myanmar.
Man loading a carriage with hay, Lekkapin, Myanmar.
Cow drinking from a rain water tank, Lekkapin, Myanmar.
Man smoking a cigar made of leaves called a ”cheerot”, Lekkapin, Myanmar.

The journey continued. A flat and lush landscape passed us by as we were served traditional Burmesian food. Lonely fishermen sat in boats and kids were taking an afternoon swim in the river. The sun was hot but a fresh breeze kept us cool. Drinks were made in the on board bar. English gin with a touch of vermouth. An air of the colonial times still remain.

We arrived just before sunset. The ancient temples of Bagan rised in front of us. The city is the most spectacular sight in Myanmar. Thousands of temples, stupas, and monasteries as far as you can see. Marco Polo once described it as “the most beautiful place in the world”. We indulged the moment and headed to the hotel. The sun set and the river turned purple.

Crew member serving food, Irrawaddy River, Myanmar.
Onboard bartender, Irrawaddy River, Myanmar.
Crew member, Irrawaddy River, Myanmar.
Sunset over Irrawaddy River, Bagan, Myanmar.

All images © 2019 Erik Ekberger.

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Written by Erik Ekberger

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