Thanks to the gorgeous staff at Lei Thar Gone guest house who booked our return bus ticket, dropped us at the bus stop, and reconfirmed our seats.
We were there in plenty of time to take in the slow Sunday afternoon pace of Yenangyaung.
When the bus arrived we stood up ready to board.
The look on the conductor’s face immediately had me a little concerned.
He looked at us, looked into the capacity of the minibus, looked at us and then used up all his phone credit talking to ‘upstairs’.
All I could hear was ‘foreigners’ every now and then.
I had a feeling that we may not be at work tomorrow… but Sonia remained confident we’d somehow fit in.
A discussion between bus personnel resulted in a rearrangement of passengers – there were now five people in the front with the driver and a couple of strategically placed plastic stools plonked in spaces to ‘create’ some extra seating.
The generous locals obliged and moved onto the plastic stools. We ‘larger framed foreigners’ were then directed to the now vacant seats.
There was not a word of complaint. We were now all inside the bus and headed for Nyaungu… with a couple of drop offs and fruit shopping opportunities thrown in along the way.
I’m looking forward to my next bus trip in August 2026.