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| Military trim ready for the mssion... |
We took two old school bicycles and rode them off road, through rice paddies, and up dirt paths, in search of a beautiful waterfall. On the way we passed through a rubbish dump. Myanmar, like a lot of Asia, is still learning how to manage modern life and tourism. 
Later, passing through idyllic little riverside dwellings, we met a couple of families who presented their children to us. Each child seemed to have a birth defect or disability of some kind. We can't help but connect this unfortunate circumstance to the pollution that the dump inevitably creates in their water supply.   |
| ...past the noodle factory |
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| Over the right footbridge? |
We wanted to report it to someone. We enquired as to who the local authority was but it all seemed so unclear. Later, in Mandalay, we met a French Journalist, Carole, who was working with environmental NGO's in Myanmar, and wanting to find environmental projects to report on. I let her know about Hsipaw's rubbish problem. Maybe there's hope yet?
When we finally arrived at the waterfall, it was completely dried up.
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