Sunday, March 15, 2015

Travel to Bagan in Myanmar

Bagan give people a sense of peace in every life, every step involved. Any movement of life seems very smoothly as each rotation of the wheel horses. It's amazing when in Bagan, the old values ??still coexist with modern life. I especially like the horse, looked like dust layer routes up behind the wheel slow, deliberate; view pagoda temples bathed in the golden sunlight as confidential. Things steadily went really slow, all the struggles are becoming meaningless, life returned to what the original as it is ... I will not know when I will be back here, probably very soon have, or never. I have no idea about this. Maybe then my life will be swept away from the original value, will never have the morning leisurely bike ride between Bagan road dust, smiling faces with thanaka charming, with the different skin colors.



Sometimes nostalgically one area that's not so much a good thing, it makes his heart and agitation to prevent split into too many emotions, would not that what a pleasant feeling very much. Maybe I'll keep the silence of Bagan in one place easy to find in the middle of the chaos of life. The frame, the angle not elaborate much, but in retrospect still feel his heart throbbing, still seen in dreams ears noon prayer language. In Bagan, absolutely not my soul up waves

Bagan give people a sense of peace in every life, every step involved. Any movement of life seems very smoothly as each rotation of the wheel horses. It's amazing when in Bagan, the old values ??still coexist with modern life. I especially like the horse, looked like dust layer routes up behind the wheel slow, deliberate; view pagoda temples bathed in the golden sunlight as confidential. Things steadily went really slow, all the struggles are becoming meaningless, life returned to what the original as it is ... I will not know when I will be back here, probably very soon have, or never. I have no idea about this. Maybe then my life will be swept away from the original value, will never have the morning leisurely bike ride between Bagan road dust, smiling faces with thanaka charming, with the different skin colors.



Sometimes nostalgically one area that's not so much a good thing, it makes his heart and agitation to prevent split into too many emotions, would not that what a pleasant feeling very much. Maybe I'll keep the silence of Bagan in one place easy to find in the middle of the chaos of life. The frame, the angle not elaborate much, but in retrospect still feel his heart throbbing, still seen in dreams ears noon prayer language. In Bagan, absolutely not my soul up waves