Mingalabar! The enthusiasm in her Burmese welcome resonates across her working desk – a wooden bench, heavily-marked by the blade of her knife where she dices and slices meat for her customers. With the last remains of her freshly-grinded Tanaka still on her face, she calls it a day and clean her station, ready to start again the following day. The authenticity of Myanmar often requires to take a turn into an opposite direction of where anyone else may go. The power of blazing new paths in travel.