Walking through Yangon, here is what you find.
Crabs, claws sold separately. Likely partially precooked in the heat.
Brooms.
Mangosteen.
Bananas are sold by people wearing Burmese makeup, thanaka.
Birdhouses outside the market provide decorative, if confusing, interest.
Buckets of everything that you could need.
After four years in Asia, trying to subtly take pictures of monks...
It turns out, if you go to the right places, you're weird enough that they want to take pictures of you! Not a word of english was exchanged.
This is my favourite picture of the week, which I call The evil of filing. 
Next, just some pictures of our neighbourhood haunted house.
How about: Ancient Muslim graveyard at night. Scary, no?
If that didn't work, then let's ponder these happy and photogenic kayakers.
Here is the sludgebuster and the yuck of the water they're paddling in! Now you have fear.
Finally, this is Frankenbuilding. Seen in Sydney, it's modern condos grafted onto an ancient church. It may also eat children, just sayin'.
Barry's Engrish umbrella did not make it through the week. 
however, for some reason Barry decided he needed an Amazone shirt.
Barry has also taken up a new sport: Li Ning!
The above Engrish expresses our need for faster aviation.
And this one says that a sweet tooth helps your love life.
I'll let you interpret the above. Below is Barry's new Indian shirt. Turns out it's a bit more religious than he'd hoped.
And on that note, here are some deep thoughts. 
We kept busy this weekend doing mirror photography and contemplating architecture. 
But guess where we went 2 weeks ago. Hint: There was Lebanese food. 
There were large burgers made out of questionable meat.
And if you go to a wedding, you can wear a fascinator as shown above.
Such is the way of a wedding in Australia. 
Even the French McDonalds has no worries.