March 22. Ayeyarwady River - Around noon another passenger ferry was able to pull us out of the sand bar. Passed the hours reading and practicing basic French words. Getting the feeling we came unprepared. Had to eat the food served on the boat. Got to see it an hour later in much the same state. No more boat food for me. Melodie has an iron stomach and came out fine. The boat almost got stuck again just after dark. And... Another long night of bugs.

Talked a little with the guy next to us. Proud to be in the military. He also felt he should have far more space then the two of us. So our three spaces turned into two.