ON the way back to town, I found out suddenly that another hostel I planned to stay, a British villa style on Circular rd was so impossible to locate. Since I had no number but only the name of the street Circular rd,however in the map there existed three Circular rds, to be in the north, in the southwest and, eastern of town respectively. How could I ?
I lost the direction for a short while. I rode around again and again, although actually I was closest one block away. I was so embarrassed by some guys gazing at me, assuming them to be so amused to see a foreign guy riding past, but back one minute later, and again and again ten minutes later.
Of course I found the Grace in the end. Paid 900 kyats for 6 hours' bike rent and then checked in. 3 dollars for single room,well cleaned. The owner was very kind but very strict with each dollar note, keeping refusing my old ones.
After a shower, I went out for dinner. It was 7 pm already and pretty cold outside.Walking around with only short pants and slippers, at around 10 degrees, I caught much attention from local audiences. Foreigners are crazy, they were guessing, or just hardy?
I felt cold too. I needed some hot food. I entered one local restaurant down the street. Quiet then, maybe too late for local people. There were only on couple ready to pay and leave. I tried to order 'fried quail eggs ' but later was told not available. So I had only a bowl of local Shan style of rice soup,served in pretty tasty, and lemon-favored fish soup, at the cost of only 200 kyat.
It was only 8 o'clock something but many stores were already closing, most of which sweater stores. Besides pastry stores, some tea stands were busy. The local people, to be more exact, local young men liked to social in such places. Steps away from the hostel, I stopped at a food stand selling boiled peanuts under a street lamp. It was grandma and granddaughter. The little girl in early tens was sweet. I bargained if I could pay 200 kyat for three cups. She smiled sweetly but shook her head firmly while translating to her grandma.After I said goodbye to them I came to a food store. I bought from another smart young girl one bottle of water and one bottle of local Burmese coke. The girl at first answered in Japanese, but after corrected, she quickly spoke Chinese greeting to me and prices in Chinese. She told me there were many Chinese businessmen trading here, mostly foods and clothes.
Back to my room, wrapped myself in the warm quilts, I began enjoying peanuts and drinks while checking pictures I took today. Soon I felt asleep with my sore legs. I vaguely remembered my dream was all golden and sunshine.
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