I went to Bagan and all I got was this lousy selfie
Halfway around the world and the need to take a dog-shit photo appears a universal trait. I arrived in Bagan at 5.30am accompanied by what seemed like half the known universe and, like everyone else, waited expectantly for the sunrise to illuminate and expose the beauty of the temples of central Burma. Unfortunately the light was as flat as my gran’s tits which put paid to my hopes.
I put the camera away.
Now, I’m no David Bailey as these photos testify to, but what in God’s name where they trying to capture? Giving up on any attempt to grab a money shot, I instead turned my lens on the unsuspecting...