Yangon, Part 1: Noodles, Temples, and Initial Perceptions

Whew! It’s been a busy blur of a few days since Matt and I landed in Yangon and presented our e-visa paperwork at the Myanmar immigration desk. After collecting the third passport stamp of our trip, we navigated through the unexpectedly fancy and seemingly brand-new airport to purchase Matt a SIM card, exchange rupees for kyats, and download the “Grab” app—Myanmar’s version of Uber. We were immediately taken by Yangon, a city that feels so drastically different than any we visited in India that it could be a world away. We began noting differences between the two countries from the outset; first off, how quiet everything felt in comparison to Indian cities. In Yangon there were fewer cars on the street, no motorcycles, barely any honking, and Burmese drivers would ask only once if we wanted a taxi (instead of repeating the question and following us around despite our polite declines). The population here in Myanmar is significantly less dense than in India, and there is more personal...