I’m constantly asked what my favourite part of travel is. Today, on the seven-month mark of my journey, I can honestly say it’s the people. Feeling particularly invigorated after three days of group interviews and portrait sessions with the landless peoples of Noakhali District
A special thanks to my partner in crime, Em.
Whether it’s chasing $2 hotdogs with $30 scotch in New York City or taking a short-cut to work through Nairobi’s Kibera slum, I’ve always found the most story-filled places are loaded with contrast— especially socio-economic ones.
Dhaka has been an extreme example of that: every day spent walking the sweaty piss-stained streets of the downtown core seems to wrap up with a posh expat party. Here’s a view of the Korail slum—the largest in Dhaka—as seen from one of the many affluent residences in Gulshan.
Another great day in the least liveable city on earth. Another piece of proof that balconies and rooftops are really all one needs to find happiness.
Finally made it to Bangladesh to visit my girl Marguerite. After couple days of cutting my teeth in the Sundarbans — the largest mangrove forest on earth - I’m back in Dhaka, squatting in a flat with four rad girls, and realizing how goddamn privileged I am to be a man in this part of the world.
If you’ve got to wear a head covering just about everywhere you go, you might as well look pretty doing it.
Good morning, Bangkok. I’m always looking forward to these 8 hour layovers in the City of Angels.
Make friends everywhere you go. Keep in touch after you leave. Are the locals impressed by or interested in the stories you’re telling about their home town? If yes, you’re probably doing an alright job. If not, maybe the story you’re telling doesn’t need to be told. Maybe it isn’t even a story at all.
Keep yourself accountable. Do good work.
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A young man takes a rest from packing coal in Yangon’s harbour. He says he works barefoot most days. Yangon, Myanmar. March 2013.[Credit: Jeff McAllister]
One of my images got some love on Fotojournalismus today. I shot this nearly three months ago on the third day in Myanmar. It remains one of my favorite portraits to date.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/ee9df9ed05b1e8f4fe26e05625c8e80b/tumblr_mmvy3iskxd1r44q44o1_1280.jpg)
A young man takes a rest from packing coal in Yangon’s harbour. He says he works barefoot most days. Yangon, Myanmar. March 2013.
[Credit: Jeff McAllister]
One of my images got some love on Fotojournalismus today. I shot this nearly three months ago on the third day in Myanmar. It remains one of my favorite portraits to date.
Shamelessly taking a break from the world to catch up on the internet. Okay, and chow down on some delicious 400 rupee crab curry. Jaffna, you’ve been good to me.
(Yes, that’s a Sitka sticker on my MacBook Pro. YYJ Represent!)
Dalhouse, Sri Lanka.
Six months today since I boarded that first plane. If the next six months look anything like the last, this trip could last forever.
A big thanks to those of you feeling my travel photography. It’s probably worth mentioning that I’m banging these guys out over at the Keyboard + Compass : Appendix blog like three times a day.
