Fifteen and a half hours is a long time for self-contemplation. That's the flight time from New York City to Hong Kong, just the second leg of a multi-day journey from Florida to the Republic of the Union of Myanmar, formerly known as Burma. In New York's JFK airport, I hooked up with an old friend, Capt. Eddie Bairez. He had worked the past few seasons with our host, Brett Hall, fishing the waters from Malaysia to Thailand and north into the Andaman Sea, west of Myanmar. Hall extended an invitation for Marlin to join him and his brother, Mark, on an exploratory trip to fish the Burma Banks, a stretch of seamounts approximately 100 miles west of Kawthaung, Myanmar.