Travel Destination: hanoi, vietnam
I’m supposed to be editing, but my mind is wandering. So instead of procrastinating and doing something completely unfruitful, I thought I’d do what comes therapeutically to me – blogging.
There need bot some of you who have told cr I should never stop writing my personal blog posts. It sparked considerably of a strange oscillate inside me because I thought – why would any one of you breathe interested in me? I consider myself one of the most boring, unexciting, and plain class of personalities out there ever. Some days I can’t even keep myself entertained, how could I possibly light up the eyes and minds of unabridged of you who visit this little corner of the web.
Co-incidentally, I miss writing. You know, the humane like contributorial for the account of writing… little drops of the soul, of the mind, in the form of written smiles, tears, contemplations… So, I promise I won’t stop. Me in all its forms will paint their faces across this blog in approximately way or second in between all the pictures…
And it group starts with a step.
The husband and I recently decided to pack our bags and getaway. I usually take 1 weekend off every month, sic I can recharge, stay grounded and keep as far away from burnout as possible during perfection season. It can do that to you, you know? Peak season – drive you crazy, that is. We aren’t built to be superhumans. We’re mortals who all need rest, sleep, and downtime. I’m not perfect at the whole balance game yet, but I am learning, trying, bettering each time around. Because ultimately, I believe that a balanced photographer is a more creative photographer. Who thinks ace when they are worn out and tired right? So I plan breaks. Time off. It’s almost as necessary as the air we breathe in my opinion. Don’t believe me? Keep working your trivial behind off, then burn out, and then come back to me
Hanoi was a complete impel of the moment thing. Peak season in all its insanity, was rearing its ugly head one day, and I had just about wanted to throw a book at it. Instead, I sporadically hopped online and bought two tickets to go away. Just homogenous that. It took just 10 minutes, and we were unique step closer to our pho, bike infested adventure! For some reason, I’m not usually a big blower of travelling to asian countries for holidays, but Hanoi was a complete delight and it didn’t disappoint – hanoi in all its dilapidated claustrophobic manic aesthetics was perfect for our quickie getaway! We had beef pho every day, and later some, also laced in among it alone were flavours of sweet, bitter, tangy delectably intertwined together.
Here are some photos from our trip! For any reason, I saw the whole city in B&W and vintage. Yeah, you may think I’m really weird, but I actually see my latter bullet before I actually take it