Have you ever fallen in love with a place before you even got there? Ever since the first time I saw a picture of Bagan at sunrise, I obsessively scoured Instagram looking through other people’s photos, dreaming of a time when I would be there myself. My dream came true last year when I finally got to explore the Burmese plains and took over 3,000 photos during the 3 days that I was there. Even the great explorer, Marco Polo was in awe of this place, calling it “one of the finest sights in the world”. Continue reading
Ayutthaya, located about 80 km north of Bangkok used to be a bustling Siamese capital. After it was attacked and destroyed by the Burmese in the 18th century, it was never rebuilt. Nowadays, the sleepy market town stands as an archeological site with many ruined temples and palaces that give visitors an idea of its past splendor.
Walking around the courtyards, we encountered many headless figures of Buddha adorned in orange silk, sitting serenely under the shade. The heads were lopped off by looters after the city was destroyed and left defenseless and sold to private collectors. At Wat Phra Si Sanphet remain the three grand chedis that are believed to contain the relics and ashes of Ayutthaya’s greatest rulers. This photo was taken at the top of the steps of one of the temples.
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This morning Fausto had a little celebrity moment when he came out of the temple and ran into a bus load of locals on their way in. They were quite excited to see a white person, so they started to shake his hand and take pictures of him. Then everyone wanted to be in the photo with him. One lady took possession of his arm and wouldn’t let go. I was relegated to the sideline while Fausto soaked in the limelight. Then another white guy walked by and they couldn’t decide who to take pictures with, so they got both of them to pose together. It was a little surreal, we were not sure what was going on, but I think Fausto enjoyed himself.
This morning we woke up early and rode our bikes out to one of the temples to watch the sunrise, and were rewarded with the sight above. The hot air balloons rising over the temples of Bagan in the early morning makes for a magnificent sight. In addition, with the thick fog rolling in from the river, it also creates a sense of mystique to the whole shot.