Quarter Year

Bagan, Myanmar Temple Interior

July 21, 2011 at 6:07 pm

Bagan Temple Tour from Mike Goldstein on Vimeo.

(Come to the page if you can’t see the video above).

Here’s Az inside one of the many temples – from January 2010 in Bagan, Myanmar. Below are a couple stills pulled from the video.


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Early Morning Eats

October 25, 2010 at 11:49 pm

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by Mike

At 4am we got off the bus in Yangon and found our way to a hotel, but of course nobody was there to let us in. So we sat on the street with a couple new friends and drank sweet chai tea until the sun rose. These two ladies started setting up their woks to deep fry some breakfast treats for the morning rush.

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A Paddle on the Irawaddy

July 6, 2010 at 12:16 am

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by Mike

Wandering around the dusty roads of Bagan, we took a turn toward the river and discovered a thriving little shoreline where women washed clothes, kids splashed and others bathed modestly. As we strolled past gardens that hugged the sandy bank, we met a little boat pulling to shore, letting passengers off. Three kids paddled people across the river to what must have been a small village on the other side (though, as you can see in some of the pictures, it doesn’t look like there’s anything there. I suspect the town was far back from the shore, out of the way of floodwater).

We waved the kids over and asked if they’d take us on a little tour down to the gold-covered pagoda that commands the river’s bend.

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Aging Beauties in Yangon

June 30, 2010 at 11:21 am

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by Mike

Sometimes a city feels so different that you don’t even know what to take a picture of, so you snap shots of the biggest things around: buildings.

Many buildings in Yangon were decaying, rotting or defiantly holding their ground against the heat and humidity.

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Backstreets of Bagan

June 25, 2010 at 8:33 am

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by Mike

Early morning in the back streets is quiet. It smelled like smoke and fried foods – for breakfast I had a little doughnut thing that was cooked by a lady on the street with a small crowd around her. It was greasy-good.

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