HALF LIGHT IN RANGOON (who can even say Yangon, certainly not Kipling)
RANGOON Hail, Mother! Do they call me rich in trade? Little care I, but hear the shorn priest drone, And watch my silk-clad lovers, man by maid, Laugh 'neath my Shwe Dagon. --- Rudyard Kipling
I am so sorry to report that I missed photographing the Buddha’s “Sacred Tooth Relic Replica.” Dang the luck is all I’m saying here. However, I am happy to report that in less than 8 hours into the trip, the cosmos managed to manifest one huge horror story for me to tell. Warning: It may contain unsavory and persistent graphic language. It does not relate to a missed flight, but does pertain to a transit desk faux pas.
Oh, and just so you know, I am already taking notes for a later post that will be titled ” 10 Lessons Learned in Burma.”
You can find more entries to DP Photo Challenge here: Half-Light
You can find Lucile’s Photo Rehab here: Photo Rehab