We’re docked in Myanmar, and it looks like Iowa right now. Somewhere we took a turn into the Mississippi River. With pagodas and locals that wear dresses. This is going to be awesome.
I must apologize for cutting the India report short. I ran out of time with only a 23 hour day to process India and prepare for Burma. I’ll have to write about both between Burma and Vietnam/Cambodia. I wrote 22 pages in my personal journal about India, so maybe I’ll just reprint them here. Here’s an excerpt:
And then the girls said, “Really, why won’t you make out with both of us right now?”
Just kidding. Kind of. I just wanted to see that in print.
Really, I’ll catch up with everything then. A ton of people sent me emails in the last ten days – I’ve read them all but haven’t had time to respond to any of them. But I will when I get back.
We’re in Burma. This is crazy. See you in a few days.