September 22 Today I returned to Yangon, but just before I left I received an email from Suzzi saying that she had to go to Bangkok that weekend so I could only stay one night. I really didn’t want to spend my last weekend in Yangon alone, so I quickly emailed Ken, the surfer who had contacted me earlier. I said I knew it was short notice, but did he feel like a guest that weekend? Moe Moe tried to make sure I was safely on my way to the bus stop, but the pick-up was waiting for more people. There was a young German guy there, who initially I quite liked but he was one of those people who kept going on about what he’d squeezed out of people for nothing, and how little he
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