Shot on the Yangon Circular Railway in Yangon, Myanmar.
Before too long, the train started to leave the Insein station. The wind came through the windows and tried to wash the atmosphere on the car. Yet the attempt was bungled. After running, the train car was filled with the laziness. Without any train announcements, the train moved northward slowly. I was not far off.
I sat on the hard seat. In spite of a Japanese secondhand car, the seat in this car was changed from when this car ran around Japan. The hard plastic seats were built and they were uncomfortable. The maintenance of the track was not well done here. And they were sensitive to movements. I thought they were sensitive not to allow the passenger to sleep. Anyway, an old man sat in front of me. He pointed at something out of the window. Yet I didn't know what he pointed.