We left the delightful town of Jianshui by bus, heading south towards Yuanyang and its famous rice terraces. I first saw a view of these on one of the BBC travel documentaries and have been dying to shoot them ever … Continue reading
After Guilin we flew west to Yunnan province, it was a mammoth day of travel, but we finally got to Jianshui in the evening (via a bus from Kunming). I’d chosen this town as a useful halfway point between Yuanyang … Continue reading
From Xian we caught a flight south to Guilin, and we stayed in the smaller town of Xingping, not far from Yangshuo. Guilin was a part of the world I’d been longing to explore for a long time. The stunning … Continue reading
After a lengthy bus ride from Yangon I managed to get to The Golden Rock just in time for sunset, it involved sprinting the 500 metres or so from where the bus drops tourists off to get to this viewpoint.
After Mandalay I caught a bus north to Hsipaw. Leaving the popular tourist route behind, this was a week spent in a tranquil, rural area of Burma. I hired a motorcycle and explored the local area, shooting every dawn and dusk.
From Bagan I caught a bus to Mandalay. This city with such an iconic name is not the most pedestrian friendly, and perhaps a hard place to warm to. However I did find photographic opportunity at the famous U-Bein Bridge … Continue reading
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Yangon (formerly known as Rangoon) is the largest city in Myanmar (formerly Burma). A mix of British colonial architecture, modern high-rises and gilded Buddhist pagodas define its skyline. I spent two days here at the beginning of my Burmese adventure, … Continue reading
From Fort Kochi we got a taxi north to a charming homestay near the town of North Paravur. Rather than doing an extended trip on a houseboat, we opted for a shorter half day ride in a narrow boat. Although … Continue reading
I got up early and spent the morning exploring Fort Kochi as the sun slowly rose above the low rise buildings. Kids playing cricket while the temperatures were low, fresh fish on sale at the market, fishermen working the distinctive ‘Chinese nets’, richshaws spluttering around the tranquil streets.