There’s a light-skinned potbellied man in the
breakfast room.
That’s something new.
I text my contact person about my intent to go
to Mandalay and he answers that he’s at a funeral service but I may go ahead
and he’ll call me tomorrow. I also notify the Tallinn University PhD student in
Mandalay about my arrival. He’s supposed to be “a pleasant young man”. He takes
a day off for me.
I go ask the hotel staff where I can get a bus
ticket to Mandalay. Buying over internet seems complicated. I get it from them.
They have a laminated card with time table, we pick a bus, they call the ticket
seller, get dictated numbers what to write on the ticket and there it is. Very
interactive service.
Overnight in the bus.
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