Freshly squeezed orange juice
was so tasty that the young girl at the breakfast counter could hardly contain
her ‘shock and awe’ when I consumed a couple of glasses of the nectar standing
near the dispenser. During the travel in Myanmar I had seen loads of melons
being transported and sold along the road side and I was keen to try some. The portion
I had for breakfast did not taste so good. By 7.45 am we were ready to leave
for Mandalay. For records, the distance from Monywa to Mandalay is less than
130 kms that could be done in slightly over two hours. Silver Hills, the travel agency in Myanmar, built a bit of
sightseeing to the schedule around Monywa as well as Mandalay.
As I was driving out of
Monywa I saw a large number of Buddhist nuns, young and old, clothed in pink, walking
briskly through the streets with a large flat vessel on their heads. Tun Tun
told me that they were out seeking alms. They do this twice a day, morning and
evening. People donate rice and other articles meant to be cooked for breakfast
and lunch. The monks and nuns are not supposed to buy their meals.
The first diversion from
the route to Mandalay was to appreciate the beautiful Mohnyin Thanboddhay
Pagoda, which was rebuilt by the monk Mohnyin Sayadaw on a 14 century 15
hectare site. The monk was no architect; upon meditating over a long period he
came to erect the pagoda between 1939 and 1959. The claim to fame of the pagoda
is the main stupa which contains 582363 Buddha images of all sizes, much of
them donated by the faithful seeking nirvana, fame, beauty or some such
personal favours. The compound of the pagoda is vast and contains many
pavilions and ponds that has fish and turtles, which are fed by those visiting
the premises. The pagoda festival is held in November.
The Maha Bodhi Ta Htaung monastery
is just a few kms away in the Monywa township, founded in 1960, now spans over
250 acres. The monastery is famous for over a thousand Buddha images and Bodhi trees.
The Giant Standing Buddha statue on a hillock near the monastery is considered
to be the second biggest in the world at 424 feet. The large reclining Buddha
statue is 333 feet in length. I was told that efforts are on to build a large
sitting Buddha soon. At the base of the hillock is a pagoda that looks like the
Shwedagon pagoda in Yangon.
The roads, as I have come
to expect in Myanmar, are nothing flashy but, at the same time, extremely
motorable. Add to that the discipline of the road users and motoring here is a
pleasant experience. One has to only come to terms with the large number of two
wheelers. Tun Tun told me that Chinese two wheelers cost as low as $400! On the
way one can see a large number of bullock carts transporting farm produce. They
do not use the roads, but the dirt tracks beside them. Roads are normally lined
with vendors retailing fuel and food. Petrol, diesel and kerosene are displayed
in one litre plastic bottles, normally used beverage bottles. Daily commuters
and floating population buy locally produced fruits, vegetables and home made
food.
At the outskirts of
Mandalay is Sagaing, which is located on the Ayeyarwady River. Driving across
the large bridge is itself a lovely experience. Sagaing, with its many
monasteries, is an important religious centre.
The central pagoda on top of the 240m hillock is the Soon U Ponya Shin. The
45 Buddhas, seated in an arc, is an important place of visit. The inscriptions
on the walls show the large number of donors from all over the world; many are
from India too.
Next on the list was the U
Bein Bridge, signposted sometimes as the U Pain Bridge (!), that was built in
1851, in Amarapura. It is possibly the longest wooden teak bridge in the world with
482 spans over 1.2 kms across the Taung Tha Man Lake. The wood for the bridge was
reportedly reclaimed from a former royal palace! It has over 1000 solid teak pillars, many of
which are in various stages of decay now. The curved bridge has nine passage
ways, the floors of which can be lifted to let large barges and boats pass
under them. The original bridge, I was told, did not have a single iron nail on
it. But, restoration over a period of time saw them used in large numbers to make
the bridge safe, which is the only access for people living on both sides of the
lake. During summer, with the waters in recess, people using traditional
fishing rods and nets to catch the large number of fish that populate the lake.
Local enterprise also flourishes on the land that ‘surfaces’ during the summer
months. All these vanish when the lake fills up between July and August. All along
the bridge are vendors selling local food, art and souvenirs. A brisk walk over
the bridge, after a hearty lunch, helped digestion.
A little before 3 pm we
arrived at the Mandalay hotel. The money changer at the hotel gave me a good
exchange rate for USD – 1037 per USD for 50 dollar bills. Since I did not have
local currency at the time of getting into Myanmar, Myu Min of Silver Hills had loaned me some till I could
change the dollar bills I had on me. After the check in Tun Tun suggested that
we leave for the Mandalay Hill by 4.30 pm. I did the laundry, in the meanwhile.
The 240m Hill was a thirty minute drive from the hotel. Tun Tin told me that a
person who climbs the hill is sure to live a hundred years; driving up may
lessen it if you do not drive the curvy slope patiently. Two gigantic stylised
lions guard the entrance to the walkway up the hill. We drove up to the car
park and took the escalators to the summit which was not so crowded when we
arrived there. The view from the summit is panoramic of the city and its neighbourhood.
Pilgrims and tourists come there to view the sunset. I spent over an hour there
observing visitors from all over the world as well as watching the sun go down.
During the time Tun Tun explained to me the significance of the Hill in the
context of WWII; it was a major centre of Japanese occupation and resistance,
which took a Gorkha battalion to storm and penetrate.
I had dinner at the hotel
restaurant. I had a bottle of Tiger beer before having a large portion of Malay
chicken noodles. The day had been full and exciting. It did not take me long to
sleep after I returned to the room.
..a person who climbs the hill is sure to live a hundred years; driving up may lessen it if you do not drive the curvy slope patiently ..Liked it
ReplyDeleteThanks Vinod for the encouragement
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