Travel diary 1.1
I reached ard 11.00 am to Yangon. My Dad, my brother, his wife and my above-one-year-old neice came to get me at the airport. I had lunch at my house and I called my poly friends to confirm time and place to meet up for my Hpa Ann trip. After that I went out to visit one of my childhood friends' house. We went out again from his house to drink beer. I was feeling unsatisfied to see him doing anything for living. Last time he worked as a waiter in Malaysia. After came back from Malaysia, he does not have any full time job. His life is kind of suck too so I do not want to put a blame on him apart from feeling not very satisfied. His dad was an alcoholic and passed away for like 5 years ago. He got 2 big brothers and one of them also passed away because of alcohol. He got 2 younger brothers also and one of them is quite good in academic and now attending at a local university and the other is doing nothing like him I guess. While we were drinking beer, we talked about doing a small