Travel is a way to learn.

India, Myanmar, Thailand are all countries I have visited. There are others but the images from these three have stayed in my mind. Each one is a memory, an invocation to travel back to that day, that moment.

I also travel in my own country. To the sea to find space and breathe.

Street cricket in India has to be seen. Young boys and girls will bowl and bat on any flat surface big enough to accommodate them. There are the future international cricketers and you can see them play everywhere.

This photograph of the fishing boats below docked at a jetty in Hua Hin which was semi destroyed by a particularly vicious storm. The fishermen were Burmese and could be at sea for months at a time.

Burma/Myanmar is one of the most fascinating countries I have visited. Traditional, buddhist, and welcoming. Now that image has changed. We visited just after Aung Sang Su Chi had been released from prison and everyone we spoke to was ecstatic. People were so pleased to see foreign visitors and to welcome us to their country. Since then has come the Rohynga crisis and the slaughter and rape of so many.

The pictures from Myanmar are from that brief period of calm. Although there were running battles with the army going on in the north and we witnessed a demonstration in Mandalay with musicians collecting for the Chan who were fighting for their identity.
Monks go free on buses although hanging on at the back isn’t very comfortable