When I went to Inle, I packed only a tiny bag, my camera, and a phone. I think I brought the wrong lens with me, because the beauty of all of Inle cannot be captured fully with a 50mm lens.
On my last day in Inle, I rented a bike and ended up deep in the hills. It was not in my original plan for the day, but I often think days spent doing something unexpected are far more rewarding in the end. After several sweaty hours on the bike, I found the Red Mountain winery and fell in love. A French winery in Burma = heaven.
The view was striking, the wine was decent, and the conversations and laughter shared with new friends was memorable to say the least.
For now, I’m back in Yangon with lovely company, a new place to rest my head, and so much to look forward to!
These days have been happy ones.