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So we finally pulled up to a heaving bus terminal still 20 minutes from our well deserved rest. We grabbed a bloke who had a bit of cardboard with a guesthouse name we recognised and he plonked us in a truck with some locals and we were off to Mandalay.
The guesthouse was odd. It all looked normal but the room was a basement that had been put together from leftovers from other hotels. We didn't c...
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