posted on 05/04/16
Lake Inle is in complete contrast to the colonial grandeur of Yangon. Villages made up of stilted houses dot the lake, set among their floating gardens. I had to keep reminding myself it was not solid land but plots of water hyacinth bedded together and held in place with bamboo canes. Life really does exist on the water and the only means of travel is canoe – motorised or man-powered. Even monks must collect their daily alms this way, by being paddled from house to house.
A market rotates around the lake’s main towns and residents gather to sell their wares. Pa’O women, with their black tunics and red striped headscarfs sit with heaps of fiery chillies, brought down from the surrounding Shan mountains. There are beans, vibrant vegetables, and fish, some fresh from the lake, still flapping, others dried and pungent.
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