I came back to Yangon to run errands, so after managing to sleep until 9 am, despite the hotel staff shouting and singing outside my room, I headed out. I had to pick up my plane ticket and pay $125 for it, but after staying here longer than I planned, I'm running low on cash. Since there are no ATM's in Myanmar, I had to cash a traveler's cheque. A "helpful" "change money?" guy hanging out near Sule Paya followed me to the Foreign Trade Bank, then to the hidden area where they buy and sell traveler's cheques. It turns out they'll only give me FEC's. Shit, now I'll have to manage dollars, kyats, and FEC's. After a ton of paperwork, I got $98 worth of the "funny money." The guy behind the counter actually took his job seriously, and said I had to use all the FEC's in Myanmar, and could not change them into anything else. He also warned me to stop talking to my "friend," who offered to change them into kyats at a rate of 750, or dollars at $10 per $100.

I didn't want to change them, and took them straight to my travel agent and used them to pay for my ticket, which they thankfully had. The guy was a bit slimy, and tried to get me to give him a "reward" for the free hotel in Dhaka, even though that was part of the deal. When I gave him FEC's he said it would be better (for him) if I paid in dollars. I lied and said I didn't have dollars, since I'd rather keep my remaining Franklin.

After lunch I walked to the Chinese embassy. After walking in the extreme heat for an hour, they told me their hours were 9 am to 11 am. Since today is Friday I'll have to wait until Monday. I should have waited to come to Yangon until after the weekend. I decide to take a taxi back, so after negotiating a fare of $1.20, a team of kids pushed us a block to start the engine. It died at a stoplight, but thankfully started on its own.

When I got back at 4 I took a nap, and woke up at 6:30. I've ben pushing myself pretty hard lately, so I've been tired. I decided to check out Myanmar's take on fast food, so I went to TFC, Tokyo Fried Chicken, featuring Colonel Suzuki (that's a joke; well, the Colonel Suzuki bit is) It was no KFC, and it was expensive at $1. Then J's Donuts was out of donuts, so I ate papya instead.