So we left Mandalay, a busy and bustling city with an American grid system that is hard to use if I'm honest, having not done it in a while. We were absolute aliens at the platform, so many people sitting around on the floor of the platform, staring at us, monks, peeps, country bumpkins, oh, and the undercover police. Yeh, that's right, the police again. Well, this time we both agreed, sat in “Upper class” - a bloody joke if you ask me, a man was quite literally staring at us from the platform through the open windows of the train.
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