My journey started from Hanoi, after cold weather caused the history of the North (Hanoi, Thanh Hoa, Nghe An, Quang Ninh, Son La ... so many northern provinces have snow). Plum blossom a few days earlier in Moc Chau is still frozen, I relatively nervous, but just go and calculate further shelves. When departing, it was so rainy Hanoi after days of rain, the sun, but when thoughts will go to Peace, then it started to rain lightly and dense. Go to section Thung Khe Pass near blind themselves to the rigors genealogy, arms, legs frozen, sleepy too must visit the home of a people railing asleep sitting through a short sleep. Then continue on the road, to the Thung Khe Pass season sky special shoes, cross right in there to eat warm corn-roast belly and then hit the road again. Towards the skies blue Loongs Luang but happy too, roadside along the highway they dig Forest is listed for sale (unfortunately unable to play New Year plum blossom) and the shadow of the white plum tree blooms begin to appear . Then eagerly mixed feelings thrill from my previous screen suddenly vanish under clouds, flowers here, something I had thought about during the day in December (when cycling in Thailand) have become realistic. The feeling that you are looking forward, waiting, wishing, nervous, excited ... and then one day suddenly you stood there, in space you desire, you desire a new period of relief mixed with joy how . At that time I did not think much, the car shot straight into the garden photographing people permission always - right where I saw the first plum garden. The first Hmong woman agreed to do freely with the camera in hand. It would like to sleep at night because Loongs Luong, Van Ho not agree so I decided to leave town.
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