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Last set of scenes from Salvador, Bahia. The security was tight as it could be as Military polices secured the entire harbor.
Just like the Favela, houses here on the hill are packed densely together as the poor struggles with their daily livelihood here.
Rio de Janeiro next!
With each step comes the sense of appreciation of the beauty of Sintra, fusing rural crudeness with that hint of modern flare. Being a walking tour, opted out of paying National Palace of Pena a detour visit.
The National Palace of Sintra was swamped just like my last visit here, with tourists eager to soak in the morning sun.
The rest of Salvador speaks for itself...the price of pretty much everything here is not cheap cheap. The disparity is huge, somewhat like India. Apart from some agriculture produce like Cocoa, she seems to survive on tourism dollars as well.
Salvador is Brazil’s vibrant Afro‑Brazilian capital in Bahia — a 16th‑century port city famed for its colonial Pelourinho, Afro‑Brazilian culture, music and cuisine, and a UNESCO‑listed historic centre that blends beaches, baroque churches, and lively street festivals.
She arrives like a drumbeat — loud, warm, and impossible to ignore. It’s a city where colonial facades wear bright paint like festival costumes, where music spills from doorways and the scent of dendê oil and roasted coconut follows you down cobbled streets. For a traveler or a writer, Salvador is less a place to tick off and more a place to be absorbed by: its history, its people, and the way the past and present converse in every plaza and market.
Welcome to Lisbon!
A prelude of shares as I safely arrived in the hilly city of culture, past glories and somewhat idyllic sea port of Portugal. With this series, I am going against my better judgement of documenting my travel using the lighter, equally robust DX bodies.
Instead, I have decided, for once, to shoot with the Nikon Z5 for the next 40 days or so.
Kick back, relax and enjoy the ride!
This next trip takes us to Hanoi, Vietnam, where its name rings death and sufferings, to a country that's better known for her decades-long war she bore with the Americans.
Many died, and many more maimed. The Americans threw everything at her, including barbaric use of biological weapons. It was a nightmarish twenty years. Nobody won.
Today, this capital houses over 9 million inhabitants, many of whom has steadily became affluent thanks to a rising middle class. And for the last decade, the country steadily benefited from the aggressive foreign policies directed against her China counterpart.
She quickly became the preferred recipient for China businesses, all thanks to her lower cost of operation and better international trade relations.
It was work that brought me here this time round...
Signal Hill Historical Site situated at St John was next!
So, with a good nights rest completed, we headed to Kyoto the next afternoon. Maybe, it was the time taken to locate the next hotel or was it a long detour...I cannot recall what took me so long to get into the old capital that day.
But by the time we checked in, the night has taken over.
