Travel Photography Featured Travel Photos of China
On a hot summer's day in Lhasa, the shady paths of Norbulingka Park are a popular place to stay out of the sun.
Lightning strikes the Potala Palace in Lhasa, as a fireworks display takes place in the neighbouring square to mark the opening day of the Shoton Festival
The Potala Palace in Lhasa, seen from the viewpoint at King Medicine Hill
A SAND STORM COMING IN FROM MONGOLIA. THE TERRACOTTA SOLDIERS ALSO FEATURE IN MY BLOGO http://hasbeen.travellerspoint.com/286/
TAKEN WHILE WAITING FOR THE TOUR TO REGROUP AFTER VISITING THE TERRACOTTA SOLDIERS IN XIAN, CHINA. THE REST OF THE STORY CAN BE SEEN ON MY BLOGO = http://hasbeen.travellerspoint.com/285/
A Bai minority lady who works in a batik factory reflected in a vat of dye.
a shot of Summer Palace in sunset
Karakul Lake by the side of Karakoram Highway on China's part which is the highest paved highway in the world. Karakul Lake is 3600 meters above sea level.
China. I am sitting at the bus stop waiting for my bus to arrive, a senile woman comes up to the same stop. Immediately she catches my attention. As soon as the bus arrives, she jumps straight in and heads to the middle seat of the back of the bus. Going from bus stop to bus stop, people are changing the atmosphere and creating more and more contrasts as they're coming in and out. When I notice what is happening, I decide not to get off at my stop, but to continue the ride and observe what will happen next. The first contrast emerges as young people encircle the old woman- like young and inexperienced fellow companions around a granny with immeasurable wisdom. After some time, passengers disperse so that those dressed in white end up on the left side of the bus, those dressed in black- on the right. Some sort of battle between light and darkness, good and evil is happening right inside an ordinary bus. The dark side falls a sleep as the bright one observes everything that is happening around them. It seems as though they are ready to absorb everything new, in the quest to understand and experience more, whilst the dark side stays apathetic. As the bus drives on, the light is constantly changing, when it lits different sides of the passengers' faces- opposite to those of the people sitting on the opposite side. It is at this very moment that I decide to capture the image before my eyes. I take my camera and, balancing to the rocky road, reach the middle of the bus. Swaying there with my camera in hands, I notice that the bright side is observing me with great interest, with their opponents still drowning in oblivion. I press the button.
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