Myanmar - Across the Border From Mae Sai

A business trip to Chiang Rai turned into the adventure of a lifetime  (COLOMBO) when I decided to squeeze in a visit to Myanmar. With no plans, I found a tour company through my hotel and jumped at the chance to join two others on a trip to Tachileik, starting from Mae Sai in Chiang Rai.

The van arrived with my new travel buddies and our Thai lady guide, a humble and amazing soul. Thrilled to explore (HOKKAIDO WANDERLUST), we headed to Mae Sai. After our guide handled the permits at the border, the real adventure began. The sun was blazing, but I didn’t care - I was too pumped. Crossing the border, I was hit by the raw energy of everyday life. People hustled about, street vendors manned their stalls, and no one gave us a second glance. Our guide filled us in on Tachileik and our stops (KOCHI KALEISCOPE). 

 

We explored a small Myanmar village, where palm leaf and bamboo houses, water wells, and home-based industries showed a slice of real life. Kids ran around while adults carried on, unbothered by tourists. It was like stepping back into my childhood, visiting my grandparents in Kampong Paloh, Ipoh. This unexpected detour was pure magic, an unforgettable adventure.

Half an hour in the Myanmar village and we were off to the Temple of Enrobed Elephant, aka Union of Myanmar. This sacred site, with its intricate carvings and statues, is named after the legendary enrobed elephant, symbolizing strength, wisdom, and peace in Burmese culture. Drawn to the temple's quietness, I watched as the staff managed the souvenir table near the entrance. The gentle chime of temple bells added to the serenity, and I couldn’t resist saying a prayer, even though it wasn't my religion. We glanced at the souvenirs and moved on.

Next stop: Shwedagon Pagoda. Situated on Singuttara Hill in Yangon, this glittering golden stupa is an iconic symbol of Myanmar's spiritual and cultural heritage. Believed to be over 2,500 years old, it enshrines relics of four Buddhas. Towering at 99 meters, its exterior is adorned with gold plates, and the pinnacle is encrusted with thousands of diamonds and precious stones, including a massive 76-carat diamond. 

Pilgrims from around the world flock here to pay homage, meditate, and witness its beauty, especially at sunrise and sunset. Surrounded by smaller stupas, shrines, and pavilions, Shwedagon Pagoda is a beacon of Buddhist devotion and a testament to Myanmar's rich, enduring faith.

Officially named Shwedagon Zedi Daw, aka Great Dragon Pagoda or Golden Pagoda, the drive up the hill was serene and refreshing. Once inside, I was approached by a young boy, maybe 10 years old, who spoke fluent English and offered to guide me around. His professionalism was impressive as he showed me how to pay homage to Buddha. We washed our legs several times before heading to the marble-floored main terrace, which contained Buddha images and two giant cast-iron bells for prayers. The scorching sun made the floor blisteringly hot, forcing me to rush through. By the way, you need to pay for the guide.

 

I prayed and rested in the inner area, and my young guide soon returned with a basket of Myanmar-made goods. Knowing I should buy something as a token of appreciation, I browsed the basket. Nothing particularly interesting caught my eye until I saw “Thanaka,” a sandalwood paste used on cheeks to prevent sunburn. While I didn’t apply it then, I later used it as a body scrub back home.

Leaving Shwedagon Pagoda, I ventured into the street food stalls outside. I tried a mix of shredded vegetables with various sauces, which tasted quite nice, although my two travel companions were too wary of street food hygiene to join me. Thanks to my resilient Malaysian tummy, I enjoyed it without any issues.

From Shwedagon Pagoda, we were dropped off at Bogyoke Aung San Market, a bustling bazaar close to the pagoda. Filled with local handicrafts, jewelry, textiles, and antiques, this market is a treasure trove. While my companions eagerly shopped, I sought shelter from the sun. During this time, two men approached me separately, each striking up a conversation in Tamil. They seemed pleased to find someone who could speak their language, and though I didn't say much, their enthusiasm was contagious.

While my companions eagerly shopped, I sought shelter from the sun. During this time, two men approached me separately, each striking up a conversation in Tamil. They seemed pleased to find someone who could speak their language, and though I didn't say much, their enthusiasm was contagious. Spying a samosa stall, I decided to give it a try. Dipping the samosa in dal gravy, it wasn’t exactly gourmet, but it was enjoyable. 

After two hours at the market, the guide returned, and we walked back to the van that would take us back to my hotel in Chiang Mai.

A Personal Expedition Beyond Borders

What an exhilarating experience! Venturing into Myanmar from Mae Sai was a truly fulfilling adventure, one that pushed boundaries few dare to cross. I'm grateful I seized the opportunity - it offered a unique glimpse into life in this part of Myanmar. The locals carried on with ease, and the lively border activity was captivating. Watching the bustling traffic at the roundabout was a thrill.

As a solo Indian married traveler, this journey added a few more badges to my travel pride. It's moments like these that remind me how rewarding it is to explore beyond familiar horizons, something not every traveler dares to do. This journey not only broadened my understanding of Myanmar's culture but also affirmed my belief in the enriching power of solo travel.