started off a short trip with a hop across the pond to a familiar island destination - where a temple rooftop peaks through a row of residential buildings
to a land where balloons self-levitate in the middle of streets
and leisurely commutes like this at the end of long work days are common sights
walked past a man repairing a doorway to a building that is presently the third tallest in the world
looks too pretty to be real fruit - turns out that it isnt real
outside the doorsteps of a city temple - shoes belonging to schoolchildren visiting from the neighboring countryside
hotel swimming pool late in the evening after closing time
riverside massages can be procurred in luxurious comfort albeit at first world prices
dried and most likely dyed dutyfree fruits at the local international airport
a somewhat macabre floral arrangement greet guests to a fine-dining establishment
a statue in the process of getting a covering of gold leaf
came upon a classroom of buddha's in a clearing in the forests outside of the city
a statue head engulfed over perhaps a hundred years by the roots of a bodhi tree
well preserved ruins in this once proud capital city
inscriptions on a marble wall enshrine words into the permanent record
hotel room laundry is an art form in and of itself - the main challenge is to clothes to dry overnight in an otherwise tropical climate
