Nyaungswhe, nr Inle, somewhere

A blissfully large room in a smart guesthouse convinces us to stay for a second night and fatz.

We do very little.

Word filters through that Myanmar is in the grips of more Muslim - Buddhist violence. Deeply sad. Clearly what we see and where we are allowed to go is carefully controlled. It all looks rosy as a tourist, but a long way to go before things are good here. Our view of Buddhism is also far more ambiguous. The state - monk relationship is often intertwined: whilst some monks do become 'the voice of the people', there's a lot more to it than that.

The fields behind town. . .