from a long hiatus. explained only by the mountain of work that has been on my work plate. the mountain is much more manageable now. and i feel that i can finally breathe.
and return to dwelling on the lovely vivid memories of the time i spent in Yangon, Myanmar. the colours of the shwedagon pagoda still dancing in my mind. i'm dying to go back. this time to spend the days on the cool marble floors of the vast temple compound. getting lost in the rich gold colours. entranced by the scent of burning incense and the overwhelming feeling of the faith of visiting worshippers.
my favourite pics of shwedagon temple for your viewing pleasure:
Labels: travel bug, Yangon