[kl-bogel] Myanmar people. Part 4

In a new series from Myanmar: the mountain village life deaf, homemade ice cream, children and the unique invention for carrying water.



Outskirts of the mountain town Hsipaw. The boy down the hill with the loot. All the same, as much in the photo so the texture. I could take a picture of a boy with a valve in his hand somewhere in the Cherkassy region, with exactly the same composition and light. And who would he need? Perhaps foreigners, but not us.
Once I stayed in Kiev Belgian students, before they had a couple of weeks traveling around Ukraine. One of them, Louise showed me their pictures taken in the Ukraine. They were good shots. Absolutely ordinary and familiar things to us, but she saw them from the outside. And I saw her pictures to our reality through her eyes. For example, she had a picture of the market, there was a picture peddler, and scales. It would seem, well, why not? But in this photo are conspicuous. And those common to all markets of the country scales, but they are so old, they already forty years old. Very authentic, if they do not ever seen before. And the girl is a full, ruddy, with a shining gold tooth - well, just a very typical card.
Coming to another country, you see all nezamylennym look.





Unidentified person vilified golden image of Buddha in the Shwedagon in Yangon Paye.






Burmese gas station in the vicinity of Mandalay. Left in the background - pickup, which are gaining fuel. The so-called blue taxi. He has no gas tank, the canister is placed under the steering wheel, and insert the hose into it.






Pickup trucks cruising across the country. This is poorly loaded. There are no people on the roof - hence almost empty. On the roof you can ride almost all types of local transport. Exception - coaches.






The monks are on the bridge at Amarapura in Bane. So I made this picture and you will think that the sweat that bridge only to such person and go. And I will not disappoint you. And if you come - see it yourself.






On streets in Hsipaw walked alone and restless ice-cream. To his bike was fastened a small refrigerator. The four sisters (not just on Chekhov) purchased by each horn. It is not all children in this family. Brothers hung out nearby. I also bought the ice cream. Taste so-so. Generally, after three weeks in Burma, when you come into Thai supermarket 7Eleven, I want to cry with happiness.






Table in front of a shop on main street Hsipaw. The older brother helping his sister with their homework.





Happy Family.










Burmese-faced more than the Thais, Cambodians and Vietnamese. Generally they are very different from their neighbors. I think Myanmar strongly influenced by India and China.






A remote village in the mountains north of Hsipaw. Malchki collect water in jerry cans.






And transport it home with these wonderful devices.






Village Htan San. The head of the family that took care of me and my fellow travelers from England and Finland at night during the track in the mountains. Dinner, breakfast and lodging cost four dollars per person. In all the villages on our way no one knew a word in English.






In the village we were Htan San real celebrities and the event month. Children happily photographed. View your pictures on the camera led them to an unreal ecstasy.





















In this village most people live here in these small houses on stilts. Entire village gathers and dries the tea. Then, apparently, sells. Shop no sewer too. For cooking over a fire. Electricity is only a couple of hours a day in the evening. Just an incredible number of children, somewhere for seven in every home.






The son of a family in which we lived, studied at Mandalay. On weekends, he comes home. To do this he must go to Hsipaw 12 hours in a train or bus 7, and then walk through the mountains of 7:00. That is our whole route for the first day of the track - it's just his way home every Saturday.






The girl next to one of the temples of Bagan.






Kie-nine years. In March, the Burmese schools a great vacation. She sells the cards in the temples of Bagan and arranges excursions. I am pleased that in our country kids can just go to school and attend a variety of clubs, instead of running after foreigners hoping to earn a dollar.


Myanmar people. Part 1

Myanmar people. Part 2

Myanmar people. Part 3

The following story - of the legendary city of Saigon, now called Ho Chi Minh City.

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