Hsipaw, Burma
“The people who live in the last places – the people who are most neglected and least valued by the larger world – often represent the best of who we are and the finest standard of what we are meant to become. This is the power that last places hold over me, and why I have found it impossible to resist their pull.”
- Stones Into Schools, Greg Mortenson
There’s a certain kind of magic I feel when I prepare for a day or a week of trekking/walking. When I pack only the basic things I need. There’s a certain kind of excitement I feel when I wake up charged and ready to explore a new and distant place.
There’s a fear and anxiety I feel, the kind that excites me, when I find myself walking away from everything that’s comfortable and ‘safe’ and slowly find myself walking on a small path where trees, rivers, and mountains slowly become my surroundings.
There’s a certain kind of calming silence I love when the only sound I hear is my breathing, or the wind, or birds chirping, or the sound of the flowing river.
waterfalls, rivers, and mountain peaks on the way to Sinuwa
beautiful river to stop by during a day trek in Muang Ngoi, Laos
beautiful river to stop by during a day trek in Muang Ngoi, Laos
There’s a certain kind of peace and heart-warming feeling I feel when I see these people - these people who live life simply – when they smile at me. Those small encounters that don’t need words or common languages to express what we feel and what we think.
Lao kids during a boat race in Nong Khiaw, Laos
My favorite People photo in all of my travels. Beautiful Burmese lady with a heart-warming smile. :)
There’s a certain kind of elation I feel when I look into my camera lens as I try to capture those smile, those eyes, those wrinkles, those spontaneous moments I feel privileged to see and witness.
Mother and Daughter
A family in Hsipaw, Burma
There’s that certain kind of calmness I feel when I stop and close my eyes and breathe the fresh air, or feel the sun’s rays or the wind’s touch on my skin. And the gratitude I feel when I open my eyes and realize that everything is real, that it’s not a dream, and that those glorious Himalayan peaks, or the stunning sunset – they’re all in front of me.
a kid playing in fields of sunflowers in Hsipaw, Burma
These are the reasons why I love going to the Last Places. To see nature untouched, culture preserved and rich, and people who thrive in conditions we from the big cities call harsh and unbearable. These Last Places humble me and enrich my humanity. These are the reasons why I would always be in search of the Last Places I can have the privilege to visit and experience.
Posted on : April 3, 2013
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