Feeling like a tomb raider at My Son

Holidays

My Son Ruins

The afternoon spent at My Son was one of the highlights of the entire trip to Vietnam. Not just the type spent at My Son, but also the time spent on the journey to and from there.

The My Son ruins (or Cham Ruins) are a cluster of ruined and abandoned Hindu temples, built between the 4th and the 14th century AD by the kings of Champa. Think of them as Vietnam’s own Angkor Wat. One of the eight UNESCO World Heritage sites in Vietnam. And I felt like Lara Croft and Indiana Jones walking around them.

It’s like thunder! Lightning…

Photography

Lightning in the skies

This isn’t going to turn into “oh my god, did you see the sky” kind of blog. But, oh my god, did you see the sky? Well, no you didn’t. Not these skies above Bahrain. Unless you live in Bahrain too – in which case, hi!

The day after the incredible orangey-pinky sunset I greedily snapped away at, the skies above Bahrain delivered something even more spectacular. A fairly epic thunder and lightning storm.

Bahrain’s weather is rarely at any extreme. Except extremely, unbearably hot in the summer. There’s never any dramatic rain or wind. They’ll be dust. Actual days when the weather prediction is widespread dust. So it’s rare to witness dumpster moving, balcony shaking wind along with a bit of rain and a whole lot of thunder and lightning.

Holiday packing – what camera kit to pack

Photography

The struggle is real. My struggle of figuring out which camera kit to take on holiday. Before every single holiday. And I’ve learnt that don’t need a lot of kit to feel the struggle.

Camera kit

From left to right – Tokina 11-16mm f/2.8, Nikon 35mm f/1.8, Nikon 18-55mm f/3.5-5.6, Nikon D7200 with Nikon 55-300mm f/4.5-5.6 attached. Joby GorillaPod at the back. Camera on phone (LG G4) not included.

This is the entirety of my camera kit. It’s not a lot. Camera body, a few lenses and an “it’ll do” tripod. But, before heading to Vietnam I struggled to figure out what I wanted to take with me.

What I couldn’t figure out was

  1. Weight – I didn’t want to be carrying around dead weight with me as I knew we’d be on foot most days.
  2. I had very little idea of what I’d be taking photos of. Sure I knew roughly that there might be some landscapes, scenery, monuments, city stuff, but nothing specific.
  3. Fear. Fear of leaving one piece of kit behind that might have been perfect for one occasion.

A sunny morning at Riffa Fort

Going Out

Riffa Fort

Weekends lately have been crammed. Sadly we’ve spent a few of them saying goodbye to newly made friends. (something I’m still getting used to, as an expat) But saying goodbye is a great excuse to go out and do something. And do something we did, last weekend. Anish and I headed down to Riffa Fort to take some friends of ours, who are heading to the States, for breakfast at Saffron. Despite them having lived in Bahrain for far longer than us, they’d never been! So it only felt fitting that in their final couple of weeks they should go to one of our favourite breakfast eateries on the island.