BANGKOK The impossible bustle of people and taxis and motorcycles and tuk-tuks, the crammed-together merchandise, the smells both pleasant (rarely) and horrible, the unbelievable heat, the smog, the dogs, the cats...yet, Bangkok has a strange charm, somehow managing to keep a balance between tradition and modernisation.

RANGOON (YANGON) was just as hot and humid, but a world apart from the thronging, noisy, flashy streets of Bangkok. Barely any traffic lights were working (or anything powered by electricity, for that matter); night life was nonexistent, and so were skyscrapers; WW2 trucks were still in operation as public transport. In short, the city had a half modernly-functional, half decaying-colonial ambience with its own unique appeal.

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