Why would someone choose to trek on flip flops for 57km (35m)??? Well, as you could read in one of our previous blogs (Life lesson 13), we fell off a moped and my leg had serious grazes on it. My foot was badly injured and it was not possible to wear converse only a few days after the accident. But I was really looking forward to the trek and I did not want to cancel it. Natasha could barely walk so for her it was not even an option to come along. We booked a nice hotel for her and she had some proper chilling time at the pool (smart lady).
My left foot in a bandage with a sock on top with the toes cut off and wearing flip flops. I looked like a real beauty and with the pain in my foot I was seriously questioning why I signed up for this. Luckily we had a fantastic group and everybody got along really well from the start. Two friends Valerie and Eliane from Belgium, Alex from Canada who was travelling with three ladies from the US and one from France: Jessica, Aisha, Molly with her big curly hair (which ruined most of my photos… Just kidding :)) and lovely Juliette. Christophe and Dasha from France and Belarus, but living in Brussels completed the group. I had a nice chat with Valerie at the beginning which made me forget my leg and got me going. Jess, Aisha, Molly and Alex – as you would expect from Americans and Canadians – could not stop talking, so there was enough distraction :).
Our lovely guide Pew (aka Pe Pe le Pew) took us through the hilly landscapes of Myanmar. He had been doing these treks since he was 15. Now with 20 years he was still the youngest of our group, but with five years of trekking experience. He sometimes doesn’t see his wife for three months as their trekking schedules do not align. He had been trekking for 21 days in a row!
The first day we went through beautiful scenery and with the great weather this gave some good opportunities to take photos. Along the way we saw many locals doing their daily business. Carrying stuff from village to village and working in the rice fields. We quickly stopped at a lake where we could swim. But after Pew told us it was full of leeches there were no volunteers to try 🙂
We had an amazing lunch at the top of one of the hills with fresh avocado. We definitely needed a second round of those bad boys. Pew told us that the Burmese avocados are quite temperamental and you never know from the outside which ones are tasty on the inside, so there was not chance of seconds. There were two cute puppies that were peeking at us from under a fence which kept me occupied for a bit.
All the beautiful flowers were completing the picture. You can also see on the picture the yellow spiders, which scared most of the girls in the group. If you get bitten by one of them, you may end up in a coma for a few days, nice!
Pew took us to another village and it was great to see the kids playing near their school and Pew letting us try the chilli peppers.
In the afternoon we continued walking on train tracks, which was an interesting experience. After a while walking got quite uncomfortable, so I was glad when we got to our destination where we would spend our first night.
The American girls slept in a separate room and the rest of us together in a big room. A body cleaning was desperately needed and luckily our luxury accommodation had a shower. Shower – in this case – means a big well with water and a bowl which you can use to poor the cold water over your head. Not everybody was familiar with the shower procedure, so Molly almost took a bath in the well. Would have been a great story, but I guess the locals would have been less amused.
We wanted to get a few drinks before getting to bed so we went looking for a little shop. They just got a delivery and we helped them offload the truck. In return we got a few interesting cigars which were happily smoked by some of us. We were all quite tired from the trekking so everybody was in bed at a decent time.
The second day started early with gorgeous walking through the hilly landscapes. Flower fields, water buffalos and chilli pepper fields were everywhere for very colourful vistas (I went a bit crazy with the photos… Oops, I did it again!).
Unfortunately I was now feeling the first discomfort from my Havaianas. They are great, but maybe not for a trek. The first blister – the size of a pancake (a small one :)) – appeared under my foot. Alex and Pew helped out and I could continue walking… We stopped at a village for some refreshments and an old lady was making a scarf by hand. Great to see how that is done and absolute top quality scarfs!
A bit further down the road, school just finished so the kids came running out of the class room. No matter where you are in the world, kids are always happy to be released from school:).
I have to say this day was challenging. Most of us were starting to have some issues with our feet. Blisters, rashes (Molly is still thankful for the Thanaka paste that got rid of her caterpillar rash) and other kinds of injuries, we all had some issues. We were all very happy when the day was over and we could celebrate our arrival in the last village with a cold beer. Dasha and Christophe were still fit enough to play some football with the locals as you can see below.
Alex and I – The medical dream team
With 10 highly skilled hikers, we obviously did not need a medical team. Ahum… It seemed that every hundred meters someone in the group had a new injury. We were all trying to steal each other’s thunder to get some attention. During the three days Alex and I developed into the medical team. I was mainly providing the supplies and being the nurse (a role that suits me very well, so I might give up accounting). Alex performed the complex surgery, varying from cleaning scratches and wounds to popping blisters. Luckily we were well stocked with plasters, bandages and antiseptic, so everybody was able to continue their journey.
I was carrying some small presents for the kids in the village. This seemed the right moment to hand them out. I went on a little stroll around the village and I had footballs for three kids in a family. They (including their dad) were so grateful. Only problem was that behind me ten other kids gathered and saw what I was handing out. Unfortunately I had only one more football, so I suggested for them to play together with the three footballs I already given them.
I gave my last football to the daughter of our host and I had some smaller gifts for her younger brother, which you can see on the photo. Such lovely people, I hope they have a nice memory of our stay.
We had a lovely evening with a few beers. Most of us were listening to Dasha’s Russian jokes, which seemed to have no beginning and no end :). Juliette and Eliane threw some questionable Belgians and French jokes into the mix but we all had a good laugh. Molly and Alex both went off on their own for a little adventure in the village (with a bottle of whiskey obviously!). The next day they were slightly struggling to get out of bed, but the hair of the dog helped Alex to shake it off.
The last day was less walking, but unfortunately the trek got more challenging with rocks on the road. Even before it got difficult Dasha thought it would be fun (weird Russian humour ;)) to go for a dive on the ground, which unfortunately led to a big scratch on her knee. Aisha and Molly had big blisters on their foot. I could not let them get all the attention, so I decided to kick a few rocks to get two bruised toes and lose part of my nail on my big toe. That will teach them to steel my thunder!
In the distance we could see our final destination, Inle Lake… It wasn’t that far anymore, but we were all in pain so it felt like ages.
We found a lookout tower made from bamboo. Pew said the tower wasn’t that stable, so obviously Alex wanted to try if that was actually true. On the pictures below you can see his little journey up. Let’s just say we were all glad he came down safely… Especially because he was our doctor and we needed him desperately :).
Early in the afternoon, we finally arrived at Inle Lake for a nice lunch. It was such a good feeling to know the walking was over. The rest of the afternoon we would spend in a boat crossing the lake and enjoy the scenery. Fishermen were doing their business and it was pretty cool to see how the people live in the floating villages around the lake.
We went to a beautiful floating hotel, so we all got really excited. The people from the hotel came outside and made music to welcome us… Then we figured out that Dasha and Christophe were the only ones staying in this beautiful place, we were all so jealous! Unfortunately, it was time to say goodbye to them :(.
We still had some distance to cover by boat to Nyaung Shwe on the edge of the lake, but luckily there was enough to see.
When we arrived, we went for what felt like a massive walk through town (it probably only took 5 minutes). We dropped off Valerie and Eliane at their hotel and continued to find the hotel where our bags got dropped off. Obviously I forgot where Natasha was staying so I was starting to get worried if I would be able to find her (she had our phone…). But when we arrived at the place that our backpacks had been dropped off at, she was standing on the balcony waving at us. Such a nice feeling to see her. I was happy we made it and we could just stay where we were. Unfortunately the hotel was full so the other guys had to find another place. They were not even allowed to have a well deserved shower in our room because the owner was a grumpy lady…
How are the flip flops doing?
Well, my beautiful flip flops which I walked on for three months – day in day out – have sadly passed away. While walking in Bangkok a few weeks after the trek, they could not handle the smell of my feet any,ore and decided to quit :). I immediately bought the same colour Havaianas on Khao San road, so no hard feelings!
So what did Natasha get up to?
Natasha went to a lovely hotel with swimming pool to get some rest and recover from the moped accident. The room was great and the swimming pool very nice. She had discovered the small town, went to lovely restaurants to try the tasty food and laid by the pool, trying to get a tan. Unfortunately money went missing from the room, which spoilt the experience a bit. The manager was very unhelpful and even searched Natasha’s bag as he did not believe the money was gone, absolutely ridiculous! Anyway that is a bad TripAdvisor review for this guys…
We had one day together in Nyaung Shwe at Inle Lake, so we thought it would be nice to rent a bike to go around the lake. On the way we saw some puppies next to the road, so of course we had to stop and give them some TLC. I have no idea how I got Natasha to leave, I thought I was going to have to drag her away kicking and screaming!
After half an hour on our bikes we figured out that going around the lake was not an option (as there was no road :)). We saw some nice villages, but we had to change our plan. On the way back we saw a sign for a winery, which is always a good plan B. It was a tough ride up the hill to reach the winery, but it was definitely worth it, amazing views from the top. And of course, who did we see there? The guys from the trek! Lovely to see each other again and have some wine and food to end our beautiful experience in Inle Lake!
This was the final blog in a series of four blogs on Myanmar. What an amazing country! The people are so lovely and there are beautiful things to see. I would love to come back at some point in the future (maybe with better shoes). I truly hope Myanmar will keep its authentic character now it is slowly opening up to tourists.
Next up is our two week trip together in Thailand with Natasha’s sister Danielle!