Dag 19. Imphal, Indien til Kalay, Myanmar. 243 km
Fra Bangalore til Myanmar grænsen 3638 km
Vi kørte fra
hotellet kl 6, for at komme ud af byen inden demonstrationerne begyndte. Turen
til Myanmar grænsen i Moreh var på ca 110 km, en utrolig flot tur igennem
bjergene. Tror det er den smukkeste del af Indien jeg har set. Vi skulle
igennem 2 tjek posts, hvor de tjekkede at vi havde visum til Myanmar. Ved
grænsen skulle vi først igennem immigrationen og tolden, og have vores Carnet
stemplet, på den indiske side af grænsen gik det forholdsvis let. Vores Myanmar
guide ( Soe) havde i mellemtiden fundet os, han skulle så hjælpe os igennem
Myanmar grænsen, det blev en
langsommelig affære, tror at begge sider af grænsen i alt tog os 3 timer.
Myanmar har lige fået ny regering, så folkene ved grænsen var lidt usikre på
hvilke dokumenter der skulle bruges, og derfor mente de, at vi skulle sidde og
vente i 2 timer på at få vores pas stemplet. På sådan en køretur igennem
Myanmar, som vores, skal man have tilladelse fra et regeringskontor og vi skal
have en guide og en regeringsansat person med os på turen (heldigvis komme
regeringspersonen først i morgen).
Nå endelig over
grænsen, kunne vi få vekslet nogle penge og endelig få frokost, vi fik den mest
fantastiske ret med stegt flæsk med cashew nødder og grøntsager.
I Myanmar kører
man så igen i den rigtige side af vejen (altså højre side), selvom de fleste
biler har rettet i højre side.
Fra grænsen kørte
vi så til Kalay, igen ca. 110 km, på små men gode veje uden særlig megen
trafik. Hele området havde for nylig været oversvømmet, så der var gang i
genopbygningen i hele området. Vi kørte over en masse broer som alle virkede
ret faldefærdige.
Vi nåede Kalay kl
18 og på det tidspunkt var vi godt trætte. Vi fandt vores hotel og fik en
dejlig middag der.
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3rd June. Distance
243 km, Driving time 6 hours, waiting time 3 hours.
We left our hotel, at 6 am, to beat the curfew, and it
worked.
It was nice driving early through town, but we soon noticed
that everybody had the same idea as us.
We drove through some spectacular and scenic mountain views.
This is one of the prettiest drive in India , I have ever gone through. We
were stopped, a few times, by the army. (Felt safe knowing that they were
there) Once they found out, that we were from Karnataka and Mumbai, they let us
through, without even checking our cars.
We had to cross this range of mountains which goes all the
way from Nagaland to Myanmar .
After 3 hours of driving we soon reached Moreh the border town. This town
connects India and Myanmar , with a bridge, called the Friendship Bridge
We woke up the immigration officer, and got our passports
stamped, and went through customs at the same time. (He stamped out our Carnet).
This whole process, did not take more than 40 min. Very
polite customs and immigration officers.
On the way to the border, through no-man’s-land, we meet our
guide Soe. He seemed overjoyed and shocked, that we were so early.
We then crossed over to the Myanmar side, and drove into the
shittiest, crappiest, dirtiest mosquito ridden immigration office, I have ever
been in.
In Myanmar
everybody walks abound in Lungi’s, inclusive of the Immigration officer. This
asshole, got us to wait for 3 hours. refusing to stamp our passports. This was
even though, Soe, our guide had written permission from the Presidents office
and the tourist department, to drive our cars through Myanmar .
It ended with, that the tourist ministry, was called up, and
our Lungi laden Immigration officer, got a mouthful. He immediately stamped our
passports and then we left for the next building, which was the customs office.
They were very polite, and stamped our Carnet, in the next 5
min. We left the customs office and drove straight for lunch together with our
guide Soe, who was with us now, in our car.
We had a fabulous lunch ( food here is fantastic ) it was
one tenth of what it would have costed us in India . We then drove to the town of
Kalay .
The scary bridge - Den farlige bro
Our drive was though some very interesting roads. First and
foremost, in Myanmar ,
they drive on the wrong side of the road. And to top it all, every vehicle here,
has the steering wheel on the right side.
We crossed around 35 narrow wooden bridges build in the
1930ies by the British. It is amazing that these bridges can take the weight of
trucks up to 20 tons or more. I have named Myanmar as the land of bridges and
Pagodas.
Reached our hotel
at 6 pm,( long day.)
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