Friday, April 25, 2014

Why do I think Burmese are super friendly people?


No matter where you travel to, how beautiful the country is and what delicious cuisine this place has to offer, it does not beat the people.  After having been to so many places, what makes a place special to me is definitely the people.  Burmese are definitely one of the most loveable people I ever came across.  Why?

Here's why:

  • At Mandalay train station, we stood around and were reading our Lonely Planet looking into where to go next and how to get there, perhaps looking lost.  A Burmese man came over asking whether we need help.
  • Everywhere you go, you nod your head and smile at the people, they will return with a huge smile.

  • At the ferry dock going from Yangon to Dalah, after a fail attempt to sell us to be our tour guide at Dalah, the Burmese girl personally took us to the ticket office when we don’t’ know where to go get our ticket without asking for anything.
  • At Dalah, it started to rain as we walk through the villages.  A group of ladies clear up a bench and invited us into their ‘house’ to wait the rain off.  We said thank-you and they returned with a nod and a gentle smile.
                                     
  •       Again, at Dalah, we got rained on while getting snacks at a stall.  The family invited us into their house to wait off the rain.
  • It was Burmese New Year, we can’t find anything to eat at reasonable price after walking over an hour.  We finally found a tea house.  Sat down and had a wonderful cup of tea.  I was being nosy walking around, checking out how the tea was made in their ‘kitchen area’, I saw a guy (perhaps, he is a staff) having lunch so I asked the staff whether they are serving food.  We had a hard time communicating so I gave up and just sat down to enjoy the wonder tea.  Shortly after, the staff came to our table with a cheese sandwich and a fried egg!  I guess ‘we have not had lunch and are very hungry’ came across in my combination of hand rubbing my tummy and words.  

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