March 15 - Bangkok -> Yangon, Union of Myanmar (Burma). Took a plane at 7am. Arrived 8am with little to no sleep from the day before. Got hustled in the Bangkok airport. I had dangerous levels of shampoo and scissors that couldn't cut paper let alone hold up a plane. They didn't take well to my arguments. So no more showering or nose hair trimming for the rest of the trip.

Found a great little guest house off a ways from the tourists called Mother Land Inn (2). Walked the city streets for a long time. Refrained from taking pictures just to get a good feel for the city and get over the change in cultures. First impressions? Stay away from Indians trying to rip you off. Try not to smell the raw sewage if you can. Is this Havana?