In Photos – The Pagoda Fields Of Bagan

Bagan has always been synonymous with Burma for me. The vivid imagery of hundreds of mystical pagodas rising out of vast misty plains or silhouetted against a gloriously golden sky has beckoned me for as long as I can remember. The reality however was unexpectedly mixed. The temples are stunning from afar. Close up, the mystique gets eroded somewhat, and you begin to understand why a…

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Golden Hour At Pre Rup

Bakheng is the most popular spot for sunset viewing in Angkor. And natuarally the most crowded. So we chose Pre Rup instead. The relatively quieter state temple of the 9th century Khmer king Rajendravarman II. There couldn’t have been a more fitting finale to our four day visit than to watch the sun slip quietly behind the…

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The Khmer On The Water

In an annual phenomenon unique to the region, the natural flow of the Tonle Sap river is reversed back into the lake of the same name, by the influx of the monsoon swollen Mekong into the South China Sea! This expands the area of the lake several fold, making it the largest freshwater lake in…

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Mekong Sunsets

They say warm weather is conducive to spectacular sunsets. But that doesn’t explain why the sunsets on the Mekong were so much more memorable than any I have witnessed in the subcontinent…..and there have been many. I am a West coast girl remember? Whatever the reason, those moments spent in anticipation of the radiant feast…

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A Shimmery Sunset & Thoughts Of Home

Watching the sun slip quietly behind the trees in this beach resort we have escaped to for R’s birthday (and our anniversary), it seems like an anticlimax to not have the sea reflect the explosion of copper and gold that is so typical of a spectacular west coast sunset. I realise now, how much I…

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Egypt – Sunsets On The Nile

Past emerald plains and furrowed mountains old, Whose violet gorges snare the wandering eye, The pillared palms day’s dying embers hold, Like shafts of bronze against the crimson sky, And every cloud mirrors its rosy fold In tremulous waves which blush and wander by We float, and feel the magic penetrate, Till all our soul…

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