I’m back from Myanmar with a chunk of my heart left in the Irrawaddy delta. I miss the rice fields and smiles and people so badly I don’t really know what to do with myself. I still have some Irrawaddy mud stuck underneath my toenails. It’s a spa, I tell you. Not really. Mud and some cow dung, more like it. But still awesome. I don’t really feel like getting rid of the stains and clay.
I will post up more photos and stories (hopefully) soon. But in the meantime, do visit www.ilovemyanmar.org (an organization set up to help rebuild impoverished and cyclone affected areas in Myanmar) to see some of the work I was honored to witness when I was there.