The chaotic city of Yangon was our first stop in Burma. Our friend Shannon recommended that we watch the sunset from a little known spot – the jetty across the road from the Chinese temple Kheng Hock Keong.
As the sun lit up the sky we joined commuting locals as they made their way to the river past stalls overloaded with fresh fruit and fried Indian snacks. The colourful wooden longtail boats were piled high with goods and people before setting off down the Yangon River amongst squawking seagulls. As usual in Yangon we were the only tourists around.