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4 days in Bolivia

High above Laguna Colorada

My friend Brian Stowell and I recently traveled to Chile and Bolivia for what would turn out to be a memorable journey. We spent a few days in San Pedro de Atacama, a small town in the Atacama desert in northeastern Chile. We found a guided tour into Bolivia to see Salar de Uyuni, the world's largest salt flat, little did we know our journey would start out with delays due to weather in the mountains. We crossed thought an immigration checkpoint in San Pedro and headed to the Bolivian border. At the border because we were Americans we needed to provide our passports, 2 passport photos, 2 color copies of our passports, a full itinerary of out trip while in Bolivia, and a proof of a yellow fever vaccination all to get a $160 visa good for 10 years. We had one problem though, Brian didn't get vaccinated, so he just handed the border agent the money for the visa and the issue seemed to resolve itself. 

Bolivian Border

Our guided tour was comprised of a larger group, after we cleared customs the group was divided into smaller groups of six. Each group was assigned a Land Cruiser with a driver. Ours was made up of three russians, Brian and I, and a Chilean woman who spoke very little english but was made to translate, I felt bad for her you could see she wasn't comfortable with it at all. The first stop on our trip was the national park office for a $150 Boliviano ($23 USD) permit to be in the park. 

Leaving the National Park office for Laguna Blanca

We left the parks office and headed to a pair of semi interesting salt lakes called Laguna Blanca and Laguna Verda in the basin before we made out way up into the mountains. As we climbed it began to rain, Brian seemed disappointed with the weather and eventually stopped getting out of the vehicle. The weather made it hard for any of us to really enjoy the stops. Lucky for the group our driver was looking out for us and decided to save Laguna Colorada for the next day in hopes that the rain would clear up. Laguna Colorada was the stop on the tour the whole group was excited about. The hostel we stayed at was damp concrete building. The dorms had five beds and each tour group had its own little area. The heavy rain woke me up in the middle of the night. As I was waiting to fall back to sleep I noticed the Russian couple had snuggled up into a single bed together, I remember thinking they were a little old to be fooling around in a dorm full of people. in the morning I found out the roof had been leaking on his head so he moved into her bed to avoid being  awake and wet all night.

Land Cruisers and Hostel from night 1

In the morning we packed out Land Cruiser and set off for Laguna Colorada, I had anticipated this being the coolest part of the trip. Leading up to the trip I had been pouring over photos of the lake, in ideal conditions the lake glows with a red or pinkish hue and has flocks of flamingos peppering its surface. I was happy our driver waited a day to take us to the lake instead of going there in the rain the previous day. When we arrived that day, the sky was overcast so the color of the water wasps intense as i hoped, but there were flamingos everywhere, and it was an amazing sight, even with the clouds dulling the lakes colors. 

Laguna Colorada and the Flamingos

Our next stop along the tour was Desert Siloil, it's a patch of high desert up in the Andes. Its filled with wind beaten sandstone that look like they are straight out of a Dail Painting. WE had climbed roughly 5000 feet in elevation and i was finally starting to acclimate to the elevation. The day prior I was losing my breath just getting out of the car. 

Desert Siloli photo by Brian Stowell

The rest of our morning was spent around a few lakes that were underwhelming after our time at Laguna Colorado. We stopped for lunch near a volcano called Tomasamil, we explored the area for a bit but the rain drove everyone inside before lunch was ready. The first part of our afternoon was spent in this intensely beautiful area, the backdrop was towering mountains in the distance, the landscape was covered in unusual rock formations, and Brian perked up as he reminisced about how it reminded him of Moab, Utah. The rest of the afternoon was spent driving to a little town called Julaca. The whole town was made up of a bar, a general store, and run down school that had a few kids playing football in the yard. Our group enjoyed some drinks at the store while Brian and I walked around town, we needed a stretch after being stuffed into the back of the land cruiser all afternoon. 

Julaca, Bolivia

We left Julaca on a dirt track that sat just barely higher than the flooded salt flats that surrounded it. We had been warmed that the flats would be flooded, but I was shocked to see that they were under a couple of feet of water. I'm always impressed by how very part of the world surprise me in its own unique way. That night we stayed in a place that was nicer that the damp hostel from the night before. We had 30 minutes of Wifi access after dinner, a hot shoer and I only had to share a room with Brian. A huge storm came through that night. The rain flooded the route we were going to take to the Salar, so we had to take the long was through Julaca and Uyuni. 

The flooded salt flats outside of Julaca.

We got on the road early, stopping for breakfast around 7:30 in a sleepy little town called Rio Grande. All three Land Cruisers parked together in town and the drivers pulled out tables that the promptly covered with bread, jam, nutella, bandana, nuts and yogurt. They heated water for coffee and tea and we had a feast that morning. After Breakfast everyone seemed to grow frustrated in the three hour drive to Uyuni, no one was telling us what was going on and why we weren't headed to the Salar de Uyuni. Eventually we ended up at what can only be described as a train graveyard. These trains were abandoned and covered in graffiti. Looking back i wish i wouldn't have let they lack of communication frustrate me as much as it did because it was a fascinating experience. As we were leaving the train yard we got word that we were headed to Salar de Uyuni, yu could tell everyone was relieved and excited by the news. The salt flats were covered with ankle deep water as far as the eye could see, shallow enough that we could drive out onto them. I jumped out of the Land Cruiser barefoot, the warmth of the water felt great against my skin. The reflection of the water made the world seem huge, the whole experince was incredible. Our group spent an hour goofing off, taking photos and just living in the moment before we headed back to Uyuni for a late lunch.

Me on the Salar de Uyuni. Photo by Brian Stowell

We were never really told what was happening after the salt flats, we were under the impression that we would be staying in Uyuni for the rest of the day when we stopped at the information center, but we were picked up shortly after arriving and began to head back to San Pedro. En Route we took a quick break in a town called San Cristobal which fortuitously had a small Sunday parade on in the center of town. We stayed there long enough to watch a little before we got back on the road. 

Hitting my head and getting snacks in San Cristobal. Photo by Brian Stowell

The remainder of our drive was a blur of shot stops to use the restroom and for our drivers to discuss hot to traverse the many flooded areas along our route. We arrived at a small town I could never point out on a map, and slept for a few short hours in a hostel before heading back on the road. We left before sunrise, opening six hours in a car making our way to the bored of Chile. We had arrived where we had started, with a story to tell and fond memories of a few very long days in Bolivia. 

High in the Andes during a rain storm on the first day of the trip.

Eclipse of 2017

It was all the rage, People came from miles around to watch the solar eclipse. Some friends and I went to Rocky Butte in Portland to witness the event. We met at the top for sunrise and then stuck around till most of the people left. It was a rather amazing event. I didn't have the filter for my camera so i refrained from taking photos of the actual eclipse but I managed to take some decent photos of the people around me. I hope you enjoy them. 


I've been back in Portland now for about a month and I've had a few small adventures. I'd like to share some of the photos with you. 

Mount Hood National Forest

Columbia River Gorge and Ecola State Park

London to Hong Kong

For some time I had been beating around overland travel ideas, at first i wanted to travel around the world, then I wanted to go from London, England to Vladivostok, Russia and back to London via central Asia. Ultimately I settled on a route that was London, England to Hong Kong. Over seven weeks I traveled through 12 countries on 17 different trains, 4 ferries and a couple unforgettable bus rides. The total time in transit was approximately 8 days and 21 hours. Below you'll see some of my favorite photos from the trip. 

London, England

London, England seemed like the best place to start a trip like this cause the access to major airports and the connection to mainland Europe. 

Brussels, Belgium

After a short train ride from England I had made it to Brussels where I was switch trains and head to Antwerp. Before I left Brussels I had the chance to grab lunch near The Grand Place and there was a Pride party happening. I didn't take too many photo but I did get this one i really like.

Antwerp, Belgium

Once I arrived in Antwerp I was met by a long time friend, Sabine. She was kind enough to let me crash at her place for the night. In the late afternoon we had a walk around the city. I've been to Antwerp many times but this was the first time I had ever seen any of it. 

Den Bosch, Netherlands

The majority of my time spent in the Netherlands has been spent in Amsterdam with few exceptions. This time around I got to see some of a town called Den Bosch or 's Hertogenbosch. Here I stayed with my friend, Merel. We've known each other since 2006 I think, its always great when you can catch up with old friends while you travel. After dinner we had a very long walk around the city center. It was full of tiny roads and canals, it might be one of my favorite places I've ever been in Europe. 

Amsterdam, Netherlands

On the train to Amsterdam I found out the my buddy Josiah was gonna be in town that day and since we both travel for a living its hard to actually hang out. I was stoked. I met with my friend, Joyce who's couch I was crashing on that night and we met with Josiah and wandered around Amsterdam. The next morning I woke up before the sun to snap some photos of what I had hoped was gonna be a pretty empty city, I was right. After taking a nap I learned it was a day later than i thought it was and i needed to be in Sweden the next day but the only train to Copenhagen, Denmark left in an hour and a half.  

Copenhagen, Denmark

Once I got on the train from Amsterdam it was a short 11 hour train ride to Copenhagen. I had to make 2 transfers along the way and at one point after leaving Germany the train pulled on to a ferry before arriving in Denmark. Once I arrived in Copenhagen it was night and i was exhausted but i sorted my ticket to get to Stockholm the next day and went to bed. My train didn't leave till early afternoon so i slept in just a little and had a nice walk around Copenhagen. 

Stockholm, Sweden

Stockholm is one of those places I've been but never seen anything. At the train station I met my friend Anthony who now lives in Berlin. When I started planing this trip I reached out to him to see if he wanted to meet up some where and he met me in Sweden and traveled with me to Finland and Estonia as well. The first night we didn't do much other than play catch up. The second day we walked a lot around the water front and through old town we also checked out some of the train stations that are done up like art exhibits. I found Stockholm to be a very beautiful place. 

Stockholm to Helsinki

Instead of flying to Helsinki I wanted to continue this trip overland so Anthony and I took the Viking Line Ferry from Stockholm to Helsinki. It's a 19 hour ferry ride through the archipelago east of Stockholm and out into the Baltic sea. The ferry has a few bars and restaurants, a dance club, coffee shop and even a casino. We spend the majority of the time on the deck until the sun set. 

Helsinki, Finland

Helsinki, much like Stockholm is a place i had been a few times but never actually seen anything. So upon arrival we head right to Spun coffee to see an old touring friend by the name of Kal. He gives us the low down on the city and helps us find a place to stay. What was originally meant to be 4 nights in Helsinki ended up only being 2 due to the cost of everything. On the 3rd day we took the ferry to Estonia.


Tallin, Estonia

Tallinn was an unexpected addition to the journey. It was a short 1.5 hour ferry ride from Helsinki. The ferry dropped us just a stones throw from Old town which feels like one of the most medieval city centers I've ever seen. My time there was pretty brief, less than 24 hours but I tried to make the most of it. 

Saint Petersburg, Russia

2 hours through a storm on the Gulf of Finland, a quick run to the train station in Helsinki and a 4 hour train ride was all it took for me to get from Tallin to Saint Petersburg. I spent 3 nights in St. Pete mostly in the center but i did manage to make it out to Peterhoff which is so incredible I suggest you google it. The new friends I made while in town pretty much walked me all over, it was incredible. Without them i don't think I would have done so much. 

Moscow, Russia

I arrived early in Moscow on the overnight train from Saint Petersburg. Instead of taking the subway I walked the 3 miles to my hotel. Checked in and went to Red Square. Later in the evening I met up with a friend of a friend, Arizona. Arizona and her friend who's name escapes me at the moment took me around and showed me some of the other parts of the city that weren't so central. My second day in Moscow was pretty much killed by the rain until the evening and on the morning of the 3rd day I left Moscow. 

Moscow to Krasnoyarsk

After Moscow I took a 3 day train ride to a city in Siberia called Krasnoyarsk. After the second day I started to get a little cabin fever. The longest the train would stop was 45 minutes. Thankfully there were stores and people selling things on the platforms. 

Krasnoyarsk, Russia


After 3 days on the train Im sure I would have got off in a city that was soon fire. Krasnoyarsk was a nice city and my first taste of Siberia. houses were made of wood, there were statues of Lenin, and there was a kiddie amusement park in the center. I was pretty happy. Maria, a friend from Saint Petersburg had told me she had some friends in Krasnoyarsk who wouldn't mind showing me around. They were Ariana and Liza. 2 Linguistic student who couldn't have been more hospitably. They showed me the city and then took me to a place called "the beautiful bank" for sunset. It was just the break from the train I needed. 

Irkutsk, Russia

This was a city I wasn't really sure about what to do here but i knew it was kind of the gateway to Lake Baikal. I had booked a room for one night in hopes of finding a way to get to the lake and all i found was a touristy place called Listvyanka or a day trip to an island called Olkhon for something like $500. Just before I was about to give up I asked the people working the front desk and they informed me of mini buses that will pick you up and drop you off for $20 each way, which isn't bad for a 5 hour ride. before all this nonsense I had a nice long walk around the city and I fell in love, it could have been because it was a Sunday but it was quiet and beautiful. 

Olkhon Island, Russia

The town was dirt roads, no indoor pluming and exactly what I needed. I spent 2 very peaceful nights in a cabin 5 minutes walk to Lake Baikal. 

Ulan - Ude, Russia

After another night in Irkutsk I took the train to Ulan - Ude which was to be the last town on my journey through Russia before heading south to Mongolia. The train ride was short but most of it was along the southern shores of Lake Baikal. In Ulan - Ude I didn't do much other than walk and drink coffee. It was at this point in the trip though I noticed people had started to look less european and much more asian. 

Ulan Bator and Northern Mongolia

It was 6:45am and I had jus got off the train in Ulan Bator when i spotted a man holding a sing for the hostel I was staying in. There was a van to the hostel with only one other person in it, an english kid named Basil. After we checked in and showered Basil and I roamed the city looking for interesting things to do. By the time we were tired we realized it was only noon. I had a nap and looked into the "tours" the hostel offered. I found out in the morning a 10 day tour of the North and center of Mongolia was leaving at 9 am and I wasn't sure i would be able to take another day in the city so I signed up and was off the next morning. The First day we drove for hours to a monastery, the second we drove for hours only stopping for food, gas and to camp. That night we ended up camping next to a dormant volcano. Day 3, 4, and 5 We spend at a yurt camp on the shores of Khovsgol Lake. 

Central Mongolia

Day 6 - We left the lake and had a drive day, some 400 KM on dirt tracks through mountains, Deserts and small towns. We camped that night on top of a hill overlooking a valley filled with Nomadic farms. Day 7 - was much more driving. We would stop for breaks and for food but we were on a mission to get to our ger camp. About an hour after we arrived the sun set. Day 8 - We rode camels, played in sand dunes, and hiked up and on giant rocks that reminded me of Jumbo Rock at Joshua tree National Park in California. Day 9 - We hiked some in the morning. Our driver and I hiked up quite a high pile of rocks and could see the entire valley. Later that day we went to Hustai National Park. Apparently the park is the only place in the world with wild Takhi Horses. We saw dozens of these horses as well as a few heard's of Red deer. We ended up pitching our tents just outside of the park. Day 10 - Was just a day to drive back into Ulan Bator. 

Ulan Bator, Mongolia......AGAIN

After 10 days out in the wilds of Mongolia with no shower the first thing I did was get coffee and then shower. I spent 2 nights in Ulan Bator just decompressing after the trip. the first day the only things i did was have coffee, walked to the train station to get a ticket to Beijing and then got dinner with the people who were on the tour. The second day I did laundry and repacked all my things to get ready for the train the next morning and then walked to the Zaisan Monument. It was a bit of a walk across the city and up a hill but totally worth it.

Train to Beijing

The train was about a 26 hour train ride which was mostly uneventful. The train passes through a large part of the Gobi desert stoping only a couple times before hitting the Chinese Border. The crossing into China was interesting to say the least. First they come on and take your passports then the train backs up and then pulls forward into a garage then back and forth until each car is disconnected from each other. Then they lift the train cars and disconnect the wheels and replace them with new wheels. In china the gauge of the rails is a different from Mongolia, Russia and else where in the world. Once the wheels are swapped they lower the cars and reattach the cars to each other and pull back to the platform. Immigration then brings back your passports and depending on how long the swap takes you have some time off the train. We had 45 minutes before the train left the station. By the time we left the for Beijing it was 1 am.

Beijing, China

Beijing was kinda miserable. The smog really messed with my throat but the sights were pretty incredible. The first day I was there I went with some of the guys from the train to the Forbidden City. On the second day i just walked and checked out the hutongs. I was trying not to spend too much time out side as it was really doing a number on my health. Day three was pretty insane though. Went to the Mutianyu section of the Great Wall. The First part of the day you couldn't see a thing but after a couple hours the clouds began to break and made for an incredible hike back to the bus. 

Xi'an, China

It was in Xi'an that I realized my Chinese plan wasn't gonna really be doable and after I would finish my journey and head to Hong Kong. The Plan for Xi'an was to see the Terracotta Warriors and to hike Hua Shan Mountain. On the first night I went to hot pot with Will (one of the guys from the train to Beijing). The next day we went to see the Warriors. Getting a ride to the train station was pretty I'm possible so we walked in the rain. It was so easy to find the buses and actually get to the warriors. There were so many people there that we were only there for about an hour. The extra exhibits weren't super interesting anyway. There was a Burger King and a Starbucks incase you needed to indulge. Back in the City we checked out a part of town called "muslim quarter" it felt like a totally different country, people hawking bootleg merchandise and selling incredible street food. We tried not to stay out too late cause we had plans to wake up early to head out on the hike but didn't realize you needed your passport to buy a local train ticket and wasted the whole morning. The last day in Xi'an was basically a bust. 

Hong Kong, Hong Kong

By the time I got across the border and into Hong Kong it was after 10pm. I was exhausted from the 9 hour train ride from Xi'an. My 4 nights in  Hong Kong consisted of loads of Popular photo spots, Loads of walking and TONS of delicious food. I hit up a bunch of the housing estates, The peak, the water front, and the temple street night market. It was a wonderful end to an incredible trip.  

It's been a while.

Since I've last updated this I been to Valley of Fire outside of Vegas (not pictured), All over the Pacific Northwest, NYC, Puerto Rico, Europe and Dubai. Here are some of the highlights. 

Pacific Northwest

New York City

Puerto Rico


United Arab Emirates


For the longest time I've wanted to go to Myanmar. It seemed like a mysterious place with a very rocky history and it was very intriguing. Last year I was in Southeast Asia and was going to go but there was some family stuff I had to fly back to the states to attend to so this year i was determined. After tour i had flown to Bangkok and from Bangkok was gonna fly to Yangon. I had booked the hotel and the plane tickets and from what i thought I had the visa sorted. So the morning of my flight I head to the airport and check in for my flight but little to my knowledge the visa company I had used was a scam and I wasn't allowed to check in for my flight. Someone from the airline had told me that the Myanmar Embassy does same day visas if you get there early enough so i hop in a cab and head to the embassy. Just to rub a little salt in the wound it was less than 1/2 mile from the hotel I had left a few hours earlier. After doing the paper work and paying the fee the lady says "come back to this window between 3:30 and 4:30" which gave me almost 6 hours to kill. I got back to the embassy sometime around 2:30 and there was already a line of people waiting so I too set my bag down and waited. The windows opened and the people sprinted for their passports. I got mine walked outside and got in a cab back to the airport. "You'll have to pay for that in cash" the ticket agent had said as i was trying to purchase a new ticket on the evening flight to Yangon. After a ATM run and some cussing to myself I was on my way. The flight a little delayed and the taxi driver were trying to rip me off  but I had made it to Yangon that evening and checked into my hotel. All was right with the world and I was happy and excited to explore the next morning.  In the morning I walked around Yangon for hours. First to the travel agent to buy a bus ticket to Bagan for later in the evening then up and down every street I could. Through crowds of people selling things all over. Fruit and veggies,  Raw meat and toys you could get anything you needed in those tiny streets in Yangon. Its a beautiful city. After walking for a few hours i made my way back to the hotel for lunch and a coffee before going to Shwedagon Pagoda. This pagoda is massive and gold and was clearly visible from all over the city. The day was hot so i only spent about an hour the cause the ground was hot without shoes on. In that hour or so i did manage to get some awesome photos. 

The bus to Bagan was surprisingly modern and the AC made it feel like a meat locker. I loved it. The trip was supposed to take something like 10 hours but due to a accident on a one lane bridge it ended up being closer to 14 hours. Once in Bagan I wasn't too sure where i was staying but the cab driver said he knew a cheap ($8/night) place. I had to wait around a few hours to get my room because someone was still in it but that didn't bother me at all.  after getting my room I rented an E bike (electric shooter) for the day to cruise around and check out the sites and try and find a spot for sunset. little to my knowledge most of the really high pagodas were closed until further notice because of a recent earthquake so it was a bit hard to find a place. I cruised around for a bit more before it felt like my bikes battery was dying so i started to head back to my room to have the people next door charge it for a while.  i had made it less than a mile before it started to rain also before the bike started to get slower and slower before i knew it i was soaked and going 8 km/h and had to push the bike up slight inclines. At one point I tried to get out of the rain in the door way of a temple but it didn't work well so i just kept going. I sat in the lobby and watched people go about their business like it was a sunny day. The rain had stopped and the clouds parted shortly before sunset. I got my bike and hauled as much ass as i could to try and get back to the temples in time. in the dark the temple site is a much more spooky place. All kinds of new sounds however the spookiest thing of all is the people in cars and on motorcycles buzzing around. The next morning i was up before the sun and headed back to the same place i saw sunset since it was the only place i could find to get elevated enough to see over trees. Once the sun was up i got breakfast had a nap. Around mid day i went and checked out the local market which was full of everything under the sun. I bought some food off one of the people selling food on the street. In the late afternoon I went for another drive on the bike bound and determined to find something i hadn't seen yet. I briefly talked to a man at one of the closed temples and he had pointed me in the direction of a place that wasn't closed to check out sunset. I found the temple cause there was about 20 e bikes parked near it. i parked and barely fit my giant ass through the hole to get on top. Sunset was beautiful even tho there were so many people (tourists watching sunset and locals trying to sell souvenirs).

The next morning i was awake before the sun again, showered and headed downstairs to meet the taxi to my 13 hour boat ride to Mandalay. 15 minutes and 15000 bumps from the hotel was the jetty where in the black of night the boat had one lonesome light on. I boarded found a seat, dropped my bags and went up to the deck to see what was around now that it was becoming slightly light out. We had to wait for the boat that was docked against us to leave and we were off. I watched the sunrise ate my breakfast (cup of coffee and 2 piece of toast) which was provided and ended up falling asleep for 6 hours. the rest of the trip up river was spend mostly just watching the water and listening to music. We arrived in Mandalay just before it got dark. I have always been a bit weirded out getting to some place I've never been in the dark so i was happy we got there when we did. i continued the lazy trend of the day and didn't leave the hotel till the next morning. 

Almost every day I was in Myanmar I was awake before the sun. My day in Mandalay was no different I had scheduled a cab to take me to the U bein bridge at 4:45 am since I was told it would be about a 45 minute drive. when we arrived it was still pitch black out but there were people already out and about. While i waited for the sun to come up i decided to walk the bridge.By the time I made it to the other side the world was starting to light up. Fisherman out in boats, Monks walking to the monastery, kids swimming it was the beginning of a new day. I was a bit unsure what to do with myself after i had to check out of my hotel so like I usually do I just wandered around checking things out. It was around this time i realized how in ahh people were with my tattoos. I had noticed a couple people looking at them the couple days previous but not like here. almost every person I walked by pointed and stared. I got to the point it was almost uncomfortable. I ended up back at the hotel cause i was sick of walking around i had only been there for a few minutes before the guy at the front desk mentioned going up Mandalay hill for sunset. I took a mototaxi up the hill to the pagoda where there were tons of people (locals, monks, tourist, and kids). The sunset was kinda lackluster but being up there as the sun lite up all of the colorful tiles it was almost magical. It was awesome considering i was pretty much over the day before i left the hotel. 

We arrived in Nyaungshwe around 5 am as i got off the bus it was a much more mellow version of being attacked by cab driver then i was used to as there was only 2 people i could get a ride from. Like always I had not booked accommodations so i just had them take me somewhere. I checked in and passed out again for hours. The whole reason I was in Nyaungeshwe was to take a boat ride on Inle lake mainly to see the local fisherman which was supposed to take a full day so i had decided I would save that for the next day. The first day for the most I just walked around this small town drank coffee and ate pizza. Towards the late afternoon i found myself near the jetty tho and I ended up taking a quick sunset boat trip which I'm sad to say was actually better than the actual boat trip i took the next day. It was informative but once the sun was up it felt more like everywhere we stopped someone was trying to sell me something instead of see or learn something so what was originally supposed to be a sunrise to sunset boat trip ended up being about 5 hours. The rest of the day in Nyaugshwe was pretty much spend on the patio of my hotel watching people work and then later watching the rain. 

The bus back to Yangon was quite funny there was only 5 people on the bus when we left Nyaungshwe and it reminded that way because the bus we had all got on was also a cargo bus for local businesses so we were making all kinds of stops as the couple employees load and unload boxes. Another 13 hour bus ride and i was back in Yangon. My last day in Myanmar was spent much like every other day wandering around and just soaking everything in. I was awake the next morning bright and early to head to the airport and fly back to Bangkok. 

I never get sick of Thailand

After I left Japan i decided to spend a couple nights in Bangkok before heading off to Myanmar. The first night I was there I had gone for a walk and somewhere along the way it began to rain so hard you could barely cross the street, rain so hard my camera got so wet i thought it was forever broken. Turned out after a day of drying it was fine. 

Asian tour.

These photos are from the brief tour we did in Asia. Mostly Photos of people on the street. cause i really love street photography in Asia its just so gritty. 

  • Photos 1, 3 Japan
  • Photos 2, 4, 6 Philippians
  • Photo 5 Singapore

South Korea

As many of you know I work for a band and tour around the world for a living. When ever it is possible I like to go abroad and check out places if were going there. After our tour in the US our next show was in South Korea so i went early to check out Seoul it was a little different than other places I had been in Asia and that was awesome. hope you enjoy the photos.  

Summer Highlights

I know i had not updated for a while but that is  mostly because I was busy working and not actually taking photos so here's some of the highlights from this summer. 

  • Photos 1, 2 are from New Hampshire 
  • Photo 3 is from Long Island, New York
  • Photo 4 Detroit, Michigan
  • Photo 5 Dallas, Texas 
  • Photo 6 Somewhere outside of SLC, Utah 
  • Photo 7, 8, 9 Venice Beach, California