I’ve been in Kuala Lumpur twice in the past six months but I have never had the opportunity to make a more extended photography coverage of the city (hopefully very soon will have enough images) but still in both occasions I managed to carry my Fuji XT2 and two prime lenses – a 23mm and 35mm both f2 – and take a few shots in the streets.
I wasn’t supposed to travel to Cambodia, not this time. For a whole month I planned a trip to Vietnam – Hanoi and the North – but an increase in the price of the flights and a tight schedule made me change my destination on the very last second, to Siem Reap in Cambodia.
No matter how organised you are, things never really happen the way you plan, especially when traveling. We went back to Cape Town and some of our initial thoughts to shoot and document the trip didn’t quite happen the way we expected. In fact they didn’t happen at all.
Before every travel I have this uncontrollable habit of doing extensive amount of research about my destination. It is somehow an obsessive behaviour that can eventually spoil the entire trip. The discovery factor, that sense of exploration and seeing things for the first time, is no longer there and as a consequence the trip becomes a fact-check rather than a sensorial journey. And still, I often do it. But not this time.