Silently we drifted over the Bagan plain in the soft dawn light. The sun had crested the eastern horizon and the hot-air balloon lazily floated on morning thermals. Temples dot the vast plain that stretches between the Irrawaddy river and furrowed hills to the west. Sunlight catches the gold leaf of pagoda spires and, as the land warms, moisture is burned off, rising in plumes of mist that hang in the tree-lines. Villagers scurry about on foot and bicycle. Others are tethered to water-buffalo that pull carts or plows, the day’s labors already begun. This is an idyllic view from an idyllic viewpoint and from a time seemingly long, long ago.
4 responses
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nick lo gave props (4 Dec 2008):
great shot! has an antique dreamlike quality to it
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Luis Sánchez Martin gave props (7 Dec 2008):
great!
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arno galtier gave props (8 Dec 2008):
wow impressive voted
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Tricia Lesh gave props (17 Dec 2008):
beautiful
