National Geographic Travelのインスタグラム(natgeotravel) - 3月16日 23時11分

Photo by @macduffeverton // I’d visited the Shwedagon Pagoda, the most sacred Buddhist site in Myanmar, years before. Buddhist monks of all ages, in their saffron-hued robes, came up to speak with me and I had a magical time. But my visit on this trip was different. The pagoda was full of life and faith, and brought back nice memories, but it was much more crowded than I remembered. When I recounted my experience to a Burmese friend, she detected a hint of disappointment in my voice. She suggested I return–this time early in the morning to beat the crowds. When I got back to Yangon after traveling around Myanmar for two weeks on assignment for Traveler, I followed her advice. I had been getting up at 4 a.m. every morning in order to caption what I’d shot the day before, so at five I found a taxi and headed for the Shwedagon through a dense fog. The lights trained on the giant pagoda were like beacons searching for an object hidden in the night. A few monks were chanting and a couple of people were cleaning and putting out food and flowers. The mist swirled around us as if no other place in this world existed. I was in a foreign place that didn’t feel foreign, but felt instead like home. It isn’t often that we can return to a place that brings what it was like to be young and in awe of the world. We are told over and over that we can’t go back. But I found that not only could I go back, I could feel, if only for a few hours, the excitement and wonder I’d felt as a teenager.

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