Sunday afternoon was spent in drinking (fanta for me, beer for the guys) and eating porc and grass-hoppers, listening to guitar and producing as many comical expression we could. I was feeling great with my new "friends". After one of them joked a "I...

I don't know. Maybe I just took more notice of my surroundings this time. Or if it was easier to talk to me because I was not busy talking with the monks. Probably both. During this trip, I discovered that I was being watched. Like basically any Western...

On the Saturday night, coming back from Ban Mao, I finally just left one party for another one. The house next to the GH was celebrating the wedding of one of the daughters. With the two backpacker girls from the GH, we decided to go and say hello. No...

Young Burmese. No, sorry... Young Tai Yai I miss them. It's stupid... we never really understood what we were saying to each other They don't speak English, I don't speak Thai, we spent 3h hours having fun and laughing together. I love this people

On Sunday night, the party was in Phra Chai's village. Other songs, other dances, other opportunities for me to talk with some guys from the staff. Other opportunities to take pictures :) On the road again... rice fields It's quite sunny, isn't it ? Blame...

On the Saturday evening and Sunday morning, it was "ceremony time" in Ban Mao, next to Chiang Tung. The Saturday was more about traditional songs and dances, the Sunday about Buddhist chanting and a speech in Thai, that I quit after a while, because I...

Mong La is just on the Chinese border. As with many borders with Burma, you can expect to see the dirty side of things. Here, in Asia, many border towns are no more than a pretext to build a concentration of casinos and prostitution bars for the neighboors...

So... the main point of the trip was "spirituality", as Angeli said. Yes but... I had already visited many temples last time and I was feeling much more like discovering Burma than visiting the temples a second time. So, curiously enough, I saw only 3...

Some shots I did in the streets, from far away or close-by, with or without their autorisation. Asking always spoil the atmosphere of a pic and I always wonder if it's ok or not for me to take the pic but... If you don't know, it'd not going to hurt you...

Mong La market - next to the Chinese border Here, the market is set under a wide rook, people settling in long rows, in the middle of odds and sods, of vegetables and platic pans, rice baskets and shampoos, yes, here, just behind the water guns... But...