Technically our last full day, we are back in Yangon via a night bus just in time for breakfast. Our flight is still on the next day, but it is scheduled early in the morning so we can't do anything anymore and have to go straight to the airport. Good thing our hotel, Novotel Yangon Max, is barely 30 minutes away from the international airport so that's a one thing less to worry about.

And so our Myanmar adventure continues!

For Day 4, we have another whole day in Bagan ahead of us before our night bus to Yangon. I had zero plans on the list already, while a trip to Mandalay or another part of Myanmar sounds great, sched is already tight and tiring. I can't spend another 5-hour on the road.

So Ruth and I decided to go back to Downtown Bagan and just ask for recommendations and other things to do in the area. That's one of my fave things in traveling, there are times when you don't have to be super OC with your itinerary. There are countries where you can just go there with zero plans, and end up doing things recommended by online friends and friendly locals. Now that I think of it, our whole Myanmar trip is built from recommendations, which is actually pretty cool!

I woke up from our overnight bus ride, and felt that I am in a different world already even before stepping out of the bus. Hello Bagan. I checked my Google maps for our exact location, and saw that we missed our stop so we just went with the rest of the passengers to the final descent.

When we reached the bus station, a group of men in long skirts or longyi mobbed the door of our bus, offering their taxi services. Ruth and I tried to say no and would have wanted to book via UBER, but disoriented by the long travel and abrupt arrival, we decided to just take their taxi at around Php 500 for a few minutes of convenient ride to our hotel.

So finally, the ancient city of Bagan! The land so popular for its archaeological site where thousands of towering Buddhist monuments pop in the middle of a vast green land. In my opinion, you have to see this for yourself at least once in your life!

I woke up to the overlapping sounds of people chatting, luggage wheels whirling, and the blaring airport PA system announcements of found passports. My vision was blurry from removing my eyeglasses to get a good sleep in a couch of a cafe in Changi International Airport, so I scrambled for it inside my backpack and checked the time on my phone. 5am.

The airport is alive again. The empty seats next to us suddenly filled up with other travellers in transit, not minding they have two girls sleeping next to them. The airport lights seem to have gotten brighter to welcome the new day, I saw my travel buddy Ruth who was sitting right in front of me took out her sunglasses and wore them to catch a bit more sleep. My earphones masked the noise of a busy airport, BUT I can't do anything with the smell of coffee and breakfast at a distance. I decided that it's time to get up.

It's another 3-hour flight to our final destination to Myanmar. The moment Ruth and I sat on our seats at the plane, I was able to sleep more soundly. I didn't even noticed our plane taking-off.