The drive from Lashio to Hsipaw was going well. And then it wasn't. We pulled over to the side of the road and there we sat for hours and hours. At one point a large convoy of military men sped by in a variety of nice cars (often jeeps with soldiers holding machine guns standing up in the back, their faces masked). I thought this was why we were stopped. As it turned out it was because a bridge leading over a river was injured and in the process of being repaired. After waiting for four hours I decided to walk across...otherwise I would have been spending the night on the bus. Nothing like walking across a plank of wood twenty or thirty feet above a river with a big backpack weighing you down.For what it's worth, Hsipaw was probably my favorite place in Myanmar...slow-paced and friendly.