There are almost 100 photos below, describing out Thailand destinations. And each and one of them carries a story and a beautiful experience that we will never forget. There is so much to tell about the pictures below but I would probably write for hours, and as you know, this is a photography blog. We visited northern Thailand, even took a trip to Laos, and also southern Thailand but I feel we barley got a small taste of Asia, of Thailand. Looking forward to our next visit in Asia. Stay tuned.
When the moonlight’s on the mountain
And the gloom is on the glen,
At the cross beside the fountain
There is one will meet thee then.
At the cross beside the fountain;
Yes, the cross beside the fountain,
There is one will meet thee then!
I have braved, since first we met, love,
Many a danger in my course;
But I never can forget, love,
That dear fountain, that old cross,
Where, her mantle shrouded o’er her—
For the winds were chilly then—
First I met my Leonora,
When the gloom was on the glen.
Many a clime I’ve ranged since then, love,
Many a land I’ve wandered o’er;
But a valley like that glen, love,
Half so dear I never sor!
Ne’er saw maiden fairer, coyer,
Than wert thou, my true love, when
In the gloaming first I saw yer,
In the gloaming of the glen!
Chiang Mai was a piece of heaven, with rich vegetation and amazing food. One of the many attractions from the area represents the night market, known as Chiang Mai night bazaar, that takes place in every Sunday afternoon. Hundreds of shops and artists are showing their goods, and you can bargain for them if you’re interested to buy something. Bargaining is almost a national sport in Thailand. Here are some pictures so you can get a grasp of the atmosphere that Sunday Market has. Happy to talk more if interested in visiting the area, just let me know in the comments below.
When you, my Dear, are away, away,
How wearily goes the creeping day.
A year drags after morning, and night
Starts another year of candle light.
O Pausing Sun and Lingering Moon!
Grant me, I beg of you, this boon.
Whirl round the earth as never sun
Has his diurnal journey run.
And, Moon, slip past the ladders of air
In a single flash, while your streaming hair
Catches the stars and pulls them down
To shine on some slumbering Chinese town.
O Kindly Sun! Understanding Moon!
Bring evening to crowd the footsteps of noon.
But when that long awaited day
Hangs ripe in the heavens, your voyaging stay.
Be morning, O Sun! with the lark in song,
Be afternoon for ages long.
And, Moon, let you and your lesser lights
Watch over a century of nights.
– Amy Lowell
Again and again, even though we know love’s landscape
and the little churchyard with its lamenting names
and the terrible reticent gorge in which the others
end: again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lay ourselves down again and again
among the flowers, and look up into the sky. – Rainer Maria Rilke
I’ve seen the beauty of the rose,
I’ve heard the music of the bird,
And given voice to my delight;
I’ve sought the shapes that come in dreams,
I’ve reached my hands in eager quest,
To fold them empty to my breast;
While you, the whole of all I’ve sought—
The love, the beauty, and the dreams—
Have stood, thro’ weal and woe, true at
My side, silent at my neglect. – Alexander Posey