Some moments in life are those you really cannot even describe, moments where even the slightest attempt to find the best superlatives leads to a situation where you’ll just ruin everything. For a long moment I tried hard to find the best way to describe the experience, but I really just can not find any words that would make anyone understand the beauty of the moment, words that would make justice to the breathtaking experience. Witnessing the sunrise in Bagan really was something extraordinary, something so unique and so spectacular that you really cannot describe it, you have to see it yourself. The moment when the sun slowly starts approaching the horizon, bringing light behind the hundreds of stupas gently surrounded by a light fog, when the sky turns orange and the hot air balloons start their drift across this scene. Those moments are the ones when you really start appreciating life, and the beauty of our planet. Those moments are the ones when you really are, once again, reminded how incredibly lucky you really are to have the chance to travel to this kind of places. Those are also the kind of moments when you need to pinch yourself, just to make sure you really are witnessing this incredible scene and not just dreaming.
When my alarm went off at 5.20am, I really was not convinced it was the best of ideas to start the journey to an isolated pagoda in the darkness with a rental scooter. At some stage I was close to being terrified when I realized I had managed to get bugs in my mouth and in my eye at the same time as I was driving the scooter at around 60km/h on a dark road. After the 20minute drive, as I was climbing up the pagoda, I started thinking that maybe it was all worth the effort after all. When the show started, I was amazed. So, there we sat on top of a pagoda for an hour in silence. I was speechless. It think I still am.
All I really can say is – the most epic morning ever!