Downtown of another stilted town. It doesn't seem quite as prosperous as the other stilted town we went through. Seems a bit more of an Inle lake version of a town that Clint Eastwood would inhabit in one of his spaghetti westerns.


Sure, I was all smiles on the start of our return journey to our hotel on the north end of the lake.


But then we started racing this back. Luckily, we made it back to the hotel before getting rained on. In fact, the storm held off until later that night.


Which gave us time to play some scrabble on our deck. Katherine was concentrating intently, but, as you can see, I was sitting on the Z, which I'm sure I used soon after to crush her.


As we were getting ready for bed, we were hit with the full force of the storm. The rain came in torrents, the thunder was deafening, and the power went out. They sure do have some weather there in Burma.