Some of the many spires of Shwedagon Pagoda, one of the most stunning temple complexes I’ve seen anywhere
Yesterday we flew into Yangon (formerly Rangoon) to begin our visit to Myanmar (formerly Burma), and this bustling city made a very strong first impression. Every corner is bursting with color — markets piled with exotic fruits, golden temple domes, dark red betel-stained teeth and sidewalks, faces smeared with yellow paint.
Yangon shows off what a cultural melting pot Myanmar is. The majority Burmese share this fragile nation with Chin, Kachin, Kayah, Karen, Mon, Rakhaing, and Chan minorities. And the streets of Yangon change quickly from Indian sights and smells to Chinese to Bangladeshi to Pakistani.
Many women wear a patterned, yellow-tinted cosmetic paste called thanaka on their faces and bodies, a distinctively Burmese tradition