Canon A630
We did a somewhat puzzling visit to Man On, apparently the smallest village we'd visited, yet a village containing noodle stalls and shops according to Naing Naing. We didn't take a look as we weren't hungry. After 2 days of no running water we had come here to bathe in the hot springs.

I was not in the best mood because I couldn't understand why we had come here when I would have preferred to trek another day, plus I'd been knocked off the motorbike I was riding from Kyaukme by Naing Naing's inexperienced 16-year-old nephew. We were staying in the home of a Shan man that Naing Naing knew from way back, which held a few too many people for my tastes and didn't allow for a good night's sleep.

But the next day the kids next door were thrilled to pose for photos, practically laughing themselves sick looking at themselves, which certainly improved my spirits.