You must truly love temples if you find yourself in Bagan. This is not like Siem Reap where you have the bustling nightlife and Tonle Sap Lake to fall back-on should you be bored to death with all those ruins. Bagan is just temples and more temples. In my case, I adore temples. They’re sanctuaries of peace for me, no matter if they’re filled to the brim with tourists. No one stays long anyway so alone time is still quite possible, even for just a few precious seconds.
With thousands of temples scattered accros the vast flat plain, it is easy to get overwhelmed. Me? I left it all to my driver. Three days of temple traipsing and I still want more.
Best for Peace and Quiet
There are many. You can find your own temple and see no one else. I stumbled on this treak structure which hardly saw anyone. I don’t know of it’s a monastery. There was nothing inside. No Buddha or anything. Just enormous teak posts.
It’s in the south plain.
Best for Awe
Sulamani and Gubyaukgyi (Minkaba with their beautiful walls and ceilings are so awe-inspiring I could have spent an eternity just looking at them. I could just imagine how jaw-dropping they were centuries ago when the painted images gleamed from the plasteted walls.
And then there’s Laymyethnar.