Sunny day, blue sky, and listen the Bali waves are calling out your name. We're on the beach now. So why don't you prepare your sunblock and take off your shirt?
The sun had almost go down and the sculptures on temples glowed golden brown. But still could see some travelers moving around on their bicycles (that was amazing considering Ubud is situated in the hilly parts of Bali). Others looked enjoy their coffee with the friends in mini cafes along the road. And me? Just walked around Monkey forest, hunted some beautiful photos from Ubud's rice paddies then went to beautiful Hanoman street with the camera hang on my neck, that was the most simple and perfect thing to do in late afternoon at Ubud villages. So, Who doesn't love Ubud Bali? Anyone?
Have a brighter skin and Asian eyes then walking around the city of Ahmedabad India with a camera hang on your neck will make you being shouted "Hei Japan, take a photo of us!". Or "Hei are you Fillipin? Are you China? Can you take a photo of me please." Yah, that's what happened to me when I walked around city of Ahmedabad by people around me.
So, these are photos I captured as what they're asking to be photographed by me. Namaste!
"Hei Korean, add my facebook please..."
So, these are photos I captured as what they're asking to be photographed by me. Namaste!
"Hei Korean, add my facebook please..."
What are you thinking about a country named India? Bolywood? People dancing? Inspektur Vijay? If you think so, yeah, so do I.
24 January 2011, Mumbai, where I step foot for the first time and will remain there -Ahmedabad, Gandhinagar, Gujarat- for several days. India, is a place where people with different beliefs and different ways of worship can live with. A place where many unique and marvelous temples, ashrams, majestic buildings and roads, and also some slumdog areas fused. For as far as I could see, there were girls dressed in colorful saree with dozen bracelets in their hands and feet passing in and out of the house of worship. Also men with their collared shirt that was tucked in their pants. Indian music and songs heard from the green-yellow “auto rickshaw” (public transportation) combined with worship chants from the temples along the road. And for me, India was a place where I met a new guys that become friends, then become brothers.
So, What am I thinking about a country named Indian? That's more than just about bollywood and people dancing. More.
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