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It took about 2 hours drive from Mandalay airport to the city. The countryside extended for miles and miles. Through the window you could see yellowish green fields with various vegetables, grains and sunflowers growing. Big trees spread branches that made deep shad ows on the land. The air was so clean that you could see everything in the distance clearly. A lot of people were working in the field when you strained your eyes to see in the farms. They didn't have agricultural machines. They worked in the field with hoes and plows. Women carried baskets of the clay, bricks on their heads in the construction sites. They filled me with wonder and nos talgia. I felt I was transported to ancient Japan rather than having come to a faraway country. It is reported by mass media that the political situa tion in Myanmar is uneasy, although people have high morality and warm disposition. Their behavior is some how noble, for example, when they hand over some thing to you; they hold their right hand palm up, with the wrist in the left hand. Their posture when riding on a bicycle is beautiful, they have perfectly straight backs and are imposing. Even women ride bicycles at high speed. I never saw them quarrel in the town or the village during my stay in Myanmar.

The Experience of a Short-term Specialist in Myanmar from February 5th to March 4th, 2001