War is the greatest plague that can afflict humanity, it destroys religion, it destroys states, it destroys families. Any scourge is preferable to it. -Martin Luther
War always bring the worst and the best quality in human. Perhaps the honest moment of humanity can be found during war, where those faithful died in honour and those who are weak succumb to temptation of betrayal.
*Kanchanaburi War Cemetary in Kanchanaburi, Thailand.
Ayutthaya was scorching hot and I was sweating profusely while waiting for the next train back to Bangkok. It was middle of October and yet, people at the train station seemed unperturbed by the heat. In my split-second shot here, I captured an emotionless middle aged woman with a medium black canvas bag staring straight at my lens. Perhaps she was thinking on who to contact once she reached Bangkok. Two girls fiddled with their phones and another lady facing the other side was on phone. Strangely the guy with earphones managed to have a heated argument with the lady with a mineral water bottle; with 2 dogs watching tentatively. Behind, a group of young girls lost in local gossips while enjoying their drinks. Only then I realized both my cousin with blue cap and my friend with black fedora returned from restroom, looking refresh and chatted animatedly. Our train arrived 40 seconds later, bound for Bangkok.
Mekong River hit our long-tail boat ferociously, making me nervous to sit still. I braved myself and opened the lens’ cap. I kept shooting pictures one after another within seconds, while deep down I prayed for our fast arrival to the other side of Don Sao Island, Laos. Somehow seeing other larger boats passed us making me more frantic, as the waves created by them easily swayed our boat right and left. It was after I reached the safety of our humble abode in Chiang Mai, did I realized I love this one shot. If only picture could speak, it would definitely tell a story of a frantic girl squirming on her petite wooden seat while her long- tail boat was on the move on Mekong River; doing sort of boat’s break danced. Yeah, she is me.
Being on top of the world doesn’t mean anything unless you know what it’s like to be at the bottom first.
Tanah Lot from above, Bali Indonesia.
Hundreds of brick-red roofs along the coast of Adriatic Sea, Dubrovnik Croatia.
River Seine from Eiffel Tower, Paris.
Frosty river with Zurich as a background; viewed from EuroStar.
Line of stone-monks draped with yellow muslin in the compound of Wat Mahathat, the ancient Kingdom of Ayuthayya, Thailand.
Ljubljana town from one of the windows of Ljubljana Castle.
Snow field, as far as the eyes can see, Zurich Switzerland.
River Seine flowed lazily to the northernpart of Paris.
Chiang Mai from Wat Phra Doi Suthep.
Boats and yacths dotted Dubrovnik Habour, while the sky seemed pretty menacing.
Ljubljana town from the Castle’s Tower.
Narrow alley like this one is a normal scene in Dubrovnik. I nearly lost my life scaling hundreds of steps of the City Old Wall. Definitely not going to risk another attempt to waste my energy on this set of petite stairs.
Onofrio’s Fountain of Dubrovnik; survived the medieval wars as well as the 1990’s Balkan Wars.
The domes of the Saint Nicholas Cathedral, Lesser Town, Prague.
Stradun or Placa is the main street of Dubrovnik, Croatia. These limestone-paved pedestrian street witnessed the courages of its people in defending Dubrovnik from Serbs during the 1990’s Balkan Wars,
Zagreb New Town from Uspinjaca Station, Zagreb Croatia.
The Széchenyi Chain Bridge charmed onlookers from Castle Hill, Budapest.
Four shivering mockingbirds on the roofs of one of the ruins in Rasnov Fortress, Brasov Romania.
A melancholy dog howling to the sky, at the edge of Topkapi Palace land facing the Asian side of Istanbul.
Boats moving to the opening of Bosphorus Straits to the Marmara Sea, as dawn broke.
Threshold is defined as any doorway or entrance; the starting point of an experience, event, or venture. Psychologically it means the strength at which a stimulus is just perceived. Other than that, it also means a level or point at which something would happen, would cease to happen, or would take effect, become true, etc.
This pictures depicted all of the definitions I stated. Landed at Chiang Mai International Airport, I was on my final steps to cross that door to an exotic land of Thailand, soon to embark on a backpacking trip from Chiang Mai to Phuket; with adrenaline rushed in my blood and heart beat excitedly.
And none will hear the postman’s knock Without a quickening of the heart. For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?
I am a postcards addict. Wherever I travel, I will make sure to find post office, or post box, post people who is responsible to collect your mail for delivery (in countries where they barely have decent post office) or a postman himself; to send my postcards. Sometimes, I found big post offices with nearly everything sold inside, and there were times when I barely found any postbox to post my postcards. My favorite post office so far is in Dubrovnik Old Town. Look at the pictures and you will know why!
I found this beautiful post office between the alleys in Dubrovnik Old Town. Somehow, the balcony reminded me of Romeo and Juliet scene in Verona
Posta in Prague was perched on the top of Castle District, just beside the famous St. Vitus Cathedral
This is one of many cute postboxes around Sultanahmet area, Istanbul
that man over there is cute, but I have to blur him out, in case people get distracted by his look, rather than suppose to be smitten by the cute Romanian post sign 😉
People really appreciate post office in Budapest. I always found it full to the brim with people no matter at what hours I went.
Mae Sai’s postbox, at the border of Thailand-Myanmar
a tall lonely postbox along one of the major road in Chiang Rai, Thailand
This was outside of local shops in Don Sao, Laos, in one of the most notorious place on earth: the Golden Triangle
Another red box in the most northern part of Thailand
The most surprising postboxes was the one I encountered in the small island of Don Sao, Laos. It was a bright yellow wooden box and the postcards were stamped in front of me by one of the shopkeeper before I put the postcards in the postbox. Weird, huh. Having seen that, I have no high hope for my cards to reach its destinations. Surprisingly, all 4 of them did! The farthest was to Zagreb, Croatia. It arrived, safe and sound 😉 Well, that tells me never underestimate the power of post system. You will never know, until the mail reach you!
I will keep on posting postcards, and keep on finding those unique post offices or postboxes. Wherever I go.
The stories of THREES soldiers who fought with courage and fall in dignity. A capable medical corp, an unknown brave soldier and a fierce bombardier. They were long gone, but these THREES fallen warriors are always remembered. Now laid to rest in a sleepy town of Kanchanaburi, by the bridge over the River Kwai.
“Older men declare war. But it is the youth that must fight and die.” – Herbert Hoover
– Kanchanaburi War Cemetery, Kanchanaburi Thailand.