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At the Yangon Airport, waiting to check in for our flight. We were there a tad bit early. |
Finally on our journey home! The only way to get out of Inle Lake (in order to catch our flight) was a flight from there to Yangon, Myanmar. Conor wasn't thrilled to fork out the money, but I was happy we weren't taking 12-13 hours on a bus to do it. We were a little skeptical of our carbon copy airline tickets. I was even more doubtful upon arriving at the airport. You received a yellow sticker with flight number after going through security. There was once waiting area for the entire airport. Your flight number was called, you hand them your carbon copy ticket outside, and walk on the plane. It was a very short flight and they still served drinks and a boxed breakfast. Why can't the States take lessons from them?!
In Yangon, we originally planned to wander around and see the city. But it was so hot and humid and I didn't feel like packing our crap all over to see a few sites. Plus it was crazy busy and worried about missing our flight later on. We went ahead and sat and waited until we could check our bags for our Seoul flight. It was several hours of waiting. Luckily we could wait in the lounge upstairs and it was nicer, plus had some snacks and drinks.
We flew from Yangon to Seoul. We had 9 hours to kill so we took the train from the airport into the city. Conor was dying for some Korean bbq so that was our quest. Wandered through some of the markets, bought some gloves for me (it was COLD!), purchased another umbrella (since we left ours with our luggage at airport), and found some tasty bbq. Surprisingly nobody at this restaurant spoke English. We just pointed at another table so tell them what we wanted. Luckily most order the same thing for lunch and there was a picture in the menu of the meats. Then we headed back to the airport lounge, where Conor showered and we relaxed until our next flight. From Seoul we flew to San Francisco, to Denver to pick up Hazel, and finally to SLC! It was an exhausting trip where we were constantly on the move, but totally worth it!
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They sell everything in Asian markets! Who wouldn't want a pair of Dutch windmill glasses?! |
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I couldn't resist a photo of the plastic food on display in Seoul airport! |
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Our precious little package we picked up in Denver! We missed Hazel so much and were relieved she still remembered us after 2 1/2 weeks! : ) |
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