This morning on our short stroll to work we heard loud music. This is not unusual as pagoda festivals and Buddhist chanting are common… but off we detoured to investigate.
At the end of our road we stood with other locals to experience the cacophony of sound and colour as a procession snaked its way through Nyaung U to one of the local monasteries dressed in their finest.
I can’t get enough of these colourful spectacles. The beautiful women and men in bright longyis, the occasional elephant, decorated oxen and even sometimes …like today …you can be lucky to see a little display of theatrical dancing.