When we finally hit Mandalay it was already late. The sun had almost set as I walked towards the rickshaw drivers at the end of the pier. Want to share, I asked the river couple. Yes, they said and on our way we were. The hotel was run down and smelly and there was a strange device hanging from the ceiling. I was starving so we went out again, this time on foot, through the pitch dark, looking for a restaurant. It was a brightly lit place. In the back there were a few girls giggling at us. So we smiled back at them. What a day I thought. I should do something with this, but I dropped the idea immediately and continued eating. It was damn tasty.
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