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 Sometimes life throws you a curvball, and you are forced to see life through a different lens. Meeting Erik is one of those curvballs. As we sat for breakfast overlooking the mighty floodplain of the Ayeyarwaddy river from the perch of Lethargone Guest House we quickly decided that this would be our resting place for one day.Some ten years earlier Eric had chosen this very place as his final resting place, the very room we rented was to be his last, and the sunsets and sunrises would count the few remaining days of his life.
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 “Was it a holiday, she thinks it could have been….ah yes, Italy” (borrowed from Chris Rea, from the album Espresso Logic)
We were all set, a week in Italy, what could that mean if not an abundance of good wine, good food, good sun and good times. Oh, and the occasional photographic opportunity of course. We had 10 days, and they were neatly planned so that we would see Rome, Florence and Venice, the tri-state tour as it were.
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La Boca in Buenos aires, one of the poorest and oldest barrios in the city, offers some enchanting caption opportunities of old, derelict but colorful buildings.
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Living in a place you often grow blind to the sights and sounds that are just around the corner from where you live. One of the most well-known sights in Oslo, Norway is the Vigelands park with statues by Gustav Vigeland dating from 1924. The park depicts the voyage of humans through life, from cradle to the grave. Happiness, anger, sadness, suffering, merriment, love, hate and all the rest is depicted by hundreds of stone and bronze statues, ranging from tiny to gigantic, with a monolith as a centerpiece, a 14 meter monolith with human bodies cramped together, reaching for the skies.
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