Since our last post we had a 1 week holiday which is the celebration of the Myanmar New Year called Thingyan. Normally, it is a water festival and large stations are set up all over the place for the purposes of soaking passers by. However, due to protests, it didn’t really happen this year which was a shame. Travel in the country is possible and we do now have a car but in the end we decided to stay put in Yangon.
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On a random and unnecessary trip to the DIY store just for the sake of going for a drive in our car (which I love) and to justify said trip we bought some mosquito zappers recently. They look like small tennis rackets but have batteries which pass a small electric current into the mesh of the racket.
Continue reading “Zen and the art of zapping”
As I write this, the Russian invasion of Ukraine is in it’s 11th day. I was shocked when the coup happened in Myanmar but nothing compares to the shock of a modern day war in Europe. The inability of any country or group of countries to intervene though does put into perspective Myanmar’s own plight.
Continue reading “Cars, Crickets and Critters”
Getting back home definitely felt like stepping off the rollercoaster but we were under no illusions that a new rollercoaster wasn’t rolling up right alongside our other one. We simply stepped off the ‘getting home’ rollercoaster and got on the ‘school with Covid’ rollercoaster without even touching the ground.
Continue reading “My Turn”
After Lindsey’s flurry of posts – nothing. My bad. We’ve been moving around a fair bit over the last few weeks and haven’t really been in much of a routine – still no excuse! Where were we? Oh yes, Lindsey with Covid and a swim up room. All very odd.
Continue reading “Filling time”
Our October break ended on Sunday, October 24th. We were slated to fly back to Yangon on that day on an NGO flight from Kuala Lumpur. This particular NGO has been running flights bringing in humanitarian aid I think, since the beginning of the pandemic. It is possible to come in on that flight but you need special permission. However, even before that we needed to get our visas renewed and this has been going on for some time.
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The lack of tourists resulting from Covid is bad for the local economy but frankly a relief for us as there are fewer people about. Our villas is surrounded by 10 or 12 other villas but as far as we can tell ours is the only one occupied. I keep thinking a Russian Stag party is going to move in next door but so far we have been spared. I’m not sure whether it’s because of the fewer number of people or whether it’s always like this but an unexpected bonus to Phuket for me is the local wildlife and particularly the birds.
Continue reading “The wild (and not so wild) life of Phuket”
Lindsey has done a great job with her last post getting caught up with everything that has been going on since we last posted anything. One part she has left for me to write about is the time when I was in the UK and Lindsey was in the States. I returned to London on April 10th and unlike Lindsey had to quarantine for 10 days. Although the UK made you jump through a number of hoops including 3 Covid tests I was allowed to quarantine with a family member which meant I could stay with my Dad.
Continue reading “Time with Dad”
These are strange times and are getter stranger by the minute. Yet, at the same time they also getting less strange as we reach yet another new normal. I think I may have mentioned somewhere the euphoria we have experienced when doing something that used to be normal and everyday. The first time we went out for dinner, after maybe 5 months, we felt this sense of euphoria and looking round you could tell other people were feeling it too. At the moment we’ll take anything that gives us a boost and one certainly learns to appreciate small triumphs.
Continue reading “A Mabel Fable – Chapter 2”
Over Christmas, Lindsey and I played a game with some friends in which you are given a question and everyone writes down their answer. Then the answers are collected and read out by someone and the ‘guesser’ has to guess which answer came from which person.
Continue reading “The Constant Enthusiast”
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