"We met before, didn't we," said Luisa, a Burmese-American woman who'd sat across the aisle from me on the flight from ...

I'd realized too late that I needed to change more money. Yesterday, I'd gone to the money changer at the top of the little resta...

I traveled by pick-up truck, horse and cart, bicycle, and taxi while in Bagan. This view was courtesy a taxi, as I didn't fancy cyc...

I nearly turned away and left when I saw the hordes of excited schoolchildren running through the halls and crowded the tiny staircase up P...

I’d been caught off-guard by the cost of things in Burma. It’s not that it’s expensive exactly—but prices on everything have gone up for ...

My hotel room was crappy, but I was conveniently located right across the street from Shwezigon Paya, a temple with a large golden stupa. (...

I was in Bagan—Nyaung U, actually, the small village nearby—and couldn't check into my hotel room until one. Maybe I'd just head ...

Toby, my friend in Chiang Mai, had written to me in early October. He'd met a guy who was working in Burma, and that guy reported tha...

I thought I'd take a bus, but I wimped out and caught a taxi to Shwedagon Pagoda, a famed golden pagoda that rises high over Yangon. I ...

This place is crawling with tourists.