Currently in a black and white kind of mood. Gonna upload some leftover shots of our winter trip to Burma in the coming week.  
Here, it was the tail end of day, almost sunset, and the light was giving it final burst before fading into twilight. Christen and I were dead tired from climbing all over the hills and temples for the day.. and we had just come down from a particularly intense trail where we had to dodge a lot of cattle, goat and human dung. Right as I was biking back to our lodging, I saw this kid drawing water from a makeshift well - how many trips where she carried this metal pot I’m not sure.  Her energy put us to shame.
I snapped a couple of quick shots and prayed that the aperture was all right.

Currently in a black and white kind of mood. Gonna upload some leftover shots of our winter trip to Burma in the coming week.  

Here, it was the tail end of day, almost sunset, and the light was giving it final burst before fading into twilight. Christen and I were dead tired from climbing all over the hills and temples for the day.. and we had just come down from a particularly intense trail where we had to dodge a lot of cattle, goat and human dung. Right as I was biking back to our lodging, I saw this kid drawing water from a makeshift well - how many trips where she carried this metal pot I’m not sure.  Her energy put us to shame.

I snapped a couple of quick shots and prayed that the aperture was all right.

The Burma files:

Christen and I bought a one way pass on the ancient Burmese railway from the hill station of Maymyo in December on a lark. We bounced up and down the hard seats for the day, and its a wonder the train didn’t fall off the tracks, but in return, we were rewarded with incredible once in a lifetime views.  

A highlight was the Goteik viaduct - a man-made structure that shouldn’t  be safe to travel across but somehow still is standing after all these years.

As a traveler, nothing really beats the view and experience from a train.

In December, christenduong and I dropped by a Palaung village classroom in the highlands of Burma.

It’s not every day that you can wake up before dawn, head out to a sapphired lake, and hang out with fishermen doing their thing as they’ve done for generations - casting nets with their hands and paddling with their feet.  
The first thoughts that came into my head was “how silly does growth hacking seem” when I’m watching these guys go through their perfect dances, followed by “there is a line between fishing and growth hacking”, followed by “I want to punch myself in the face” followed by “shut up brain, and enjoy the moment”.
Off the grid, indeed.

It’s not every day that you can wake up before dawn, head out to a sapphired lake, and hang out with fishermen doing their thing as they’ve done for generations - casting nets with their hands and paddling with their feet.  

The first thoughts that came into my head was “how silly does growth hacking seem” when I’m watching these guys go through their perfect dances, followed by “there is a line between fishing and growth hacking”, followed by “I want to punch myself in the face” followed by “shut up brain, and enjoy the moment”.

Off the grid, indeed.