Today was D-Day. Today was the day that we could go back to the money changer and pick up our funds that were transferred from malaysia. I was excited but also worried. I mean, what if something went wrong?? How would we go about trying to get the money back? When we got to the shop lot the guy smiled at me. Of course he is going to remember me....its not like many english girls come to his shop every day. He checks my passport and nods that everything is ok and then writes out a receipt for 700,000 kyat. I am beginning to wonder where he is going to go and get that amount of money from. Lesh said to me later that he was thinking the same thing at that point. As soon as the receipt was done the man opened a drawer that w as right in front of me and pulled out 700,000 kyat!! Just like that! The drawer wasn't even locked! And he had a LOT more than seven hundred thousand in there. We obviously bot h had a good look at the drawer while it was open and we di d a bit of maths to try and work out how much there was and it came to 270K USD!! That is a serious amount of money for one little unlocked drawer. We didn't even see what was in the drawer below it...that was probably full too! We took the money, thanked them an d made our way to the internet café. We needed to tell Jyotish and Joseph that the money was in.
The connection was slow and so we abandoned the internet and instead went to try and buy a bus ticket for us to leave Yangon tomorrow. We have decided to visit Bagan which is a temple site which is meant to rival Angkor in terms of size and quality of architecture. When we got to the bus stands they were selling tickets to everywhere but Bagan....typical. They said we had to go to the bus terminal to buy the ticket, which would normally be fine only this bus station is over 20km away and is either a 1 hour expensive cab ride away or a nightmare bus journey. We decided to leave it and just buy our ticket tomorrow as we leave saving us $8 on the taxi ride there and back . Inbetween all the bus companies was a random reflexology shop. We decided to have a peek inside and if it was nice then stop for a foot massage. Inside it took us a while to find out the price. They were so excited to have a customer - and a goreign one at that - they they just kept nodding and saying yes everytime we asked how much. Turns out it is only $3.50 for a one hour massage so we decided to give it a go. So far we have had massages in every country so we should sample Burma. The ambience is not great as the tv is blaring out loud but when we sit down they turn it towards us and put HBO on so it was ok! We watched spies like us, which is a comedy spy film. It was a good job the film was on to distract me as this was deffo not a massage I could sleep through. Lesh was the same and he can slee through anything! The girls were so rough. They really didn't know their own strength. I kept saying owwww in pain and she would rub my foot where she had hurt me and then carry on exactly the same?! They did use a nice balm which made my feet tingle and I really didn't want to go out into the mucky streets after we had finished. It wasn't a bad massage in the end but my poor feet did get a bashing.
After the massage we went back to the internet café and like we knew we would, we ran into Jyotish. After giving him the money we went for dinner at ciao's which according to Manuel has excellent pizzas but everytime we have been before it has been closed. I was very disappointed with the pizza. The base was mushy instead of crispy and it just wasn't good. I had to drown each piece in tabasco - which might not be great for my newly recovering tummy.
Tomorrow is going to be interesting...hopefully we will leave for Bagan but for some reason I have a nagging feeling that we won't quite make it. It seems like such a big effort - 15 hours on a bus just to see some temples. I know if we go I will love it and be glad that we went through the bus pain...but its just the thought of it that puts me off!