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Letters from Myanmar ~ Adventures in Driving
Dannielle Capps Weldon
Let me start off by saying that the driving here is scary to say the least. My friend and fellow wife, Danni, said to me on my first full day here "it's better if you just don't watch". There is no correct side of the the road.
If the space is open and you need to be in it and you can get in it...It's yours!! Other drivers seem to just make a way. The horn is blown often. This isn't considered a form of road rage here it's simply to alert all of the people who are standing in the middle of the road of your presence. It's to caution them that you are coming through. I have been here right at a month and I have yet to see a gas station. I have no idea where they fill up.
But they say that gas here is cheap. Many of the cars are white and most all are old. If you see a newer model car, it most likely has a dignitary tag...did I spell that correctly??? Dignitary tags are white, taxi tags are red, and everyone else has black tags. Some red lights work and some don't...A driver just has to know."

Words cannot express the driving and road conditions in this country. It's really something that you have to experience for yourself. BUT the most interesting thing that I've found about driving in this country is a valuable lesson, that we in the states, could learn...Drivers in this country do not turn their headlights on at night. Turning them on wastes gas so hey run with them off to conserve...Another thing you need to know is, if by some far chance, one of you come to visit me, the first thing that I will take you to do is get your hair washed. If hair washing were an olympic event...the people in myanmar would have a big fat gold medal. This is unlike anything I have ever experience. It took the lady 34 minutes to wash my head.
Who knew that a scalp massage was such an art??? The lights were dim as I laid on this really cushy table. She massaged my entire head and then moved to my neck all while the sweet smell of the shampoo and conditioner filled the air. For 34 minutes this women massaged my head then neck then head then neck. It was the best shampoo ever. Not very many things smell nice in myanmar so for a short time it was like I was transported to a better smelling world. Pretty soon, I snapped out of it and went out to the front desk to make sure I would have a standing appointment for a weekly shampoo....It's what the ladies from the older generations used to do. A weekly beauty shop appointment was a perfectly acceptable thing to do 50 years ago....haha
I am teaching Ree Na Htoo how to make tacos today!!! An American teaching a Burmese how to make Mexican!!!
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