Yangon, Myanmar

It's been hard to sit down, sort through my thousands of photos and tell the story of my trip to Myanmar. I'll be honest: if I posted all my favorite photos, I could post for an entire year. With that said, I'll try to only share a few. Anyone interested in traveling to Myanmar: do it. You will not be disappointed. It was epic. 

We started our adventure flying into Yangon, the largest city in the country (which was formerly known as Burma). Nearly untouched by tourists, the city felt industrial and uniquely authentic. The city was dotted with British colonial architecture, men and women wore traditional longyis, street food was prevalent, and dogs roamed... everywhere. It was like no place I've ever been, and yet, I was certain going into it, it would ring familiar. While I'm not sure I would choose to visit Yangon again, we were happy to be there and see what we could. There's a separate post coming up for the pagodas we visited, and here is a taste of the city streets: