So the place does get a little more lively after sunset. Locals flock to the beach, drift around in the water (most can’t swim) and sip a beer. The centre of town is basically just a couple of shops and restaurants lined along an unsealed road. It’s easy to tell that everything is set up for bigger amounts of tourists, so I assume they are going to be much busier over the next 2-3 months.

The road between Yangon and Ngwe Saung is among the bumpiest I’ve ever experienced. Large parts of it are just the gravel of a road construction site - sleep is all but impossible. We arrive in the middle of the night and, without a room to check in to yet, head to the beach for a nap. Early in the morning the guest house’s restaurant is open and a local breakfast of coffee and fried rice brings some life back into my body.