Alan, thanks for your wonderful images. Memories flood back of my visit to Burma in 1976 as part of a year spent travelling overland from Australia. Then as now there was no way in or out other than by air. A once a week flight from Bangkok to Calcutta stopped in Rangoon and you could off load and spend the next 7 days racing around the country before catching the corresponding flight back out a week later. Visas were for 7 days only, no extensions and iff you missed your flight, you'd get chucked in the jug. The 7 days just allowed me enough time to catch the train to Mandalay, a day spent looking at the sights, before catching an old riverboat to Pagan, an afternoon there before a combination of trucks, buses and trains back to Rangoon. The few hotels left then were relics from Colonial times, and there were some old guesthouses and iff I remember, a YMCA in Rangoon. The few vehicles in the country were all dilapidated wrecks left by the British so local traffic was often dockas, horse and cart taxis. But I'll allways remember it as one of the friendliest places on Earth. Many thanks Alan
