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Dawn in the Jungle

1/4/2009

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Intent on seeing some wildlife and a good sunrise, I woke up at 5:30 a.m. and swiftly got ready. I packed my bags, left my suitcase at the door, and stepped out into the pitch-black Thai forest. Backpack in place, I walked into the darkness. The cool air skimmed past my face as I walked on, the dawn getting closer with every step. I made it to the pier, which was a winding path 20 feet above the river and snaked its way to a circular platform over the water. I stepped off the dirt path and onto the planks that formed the viewing area. They creaked beneath my feet as I walked to the edge. I grasped the cold wet metal rail and peered over. As I waited, the dawn began to reveal the details of the riverbanks.

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The mist danced inches above the flowing water, the plants and trees slowly moved in tune with the breeze, and the floating houses rocked quietly on the water’s edge. With a rooster’s crow, my hearing came to life: trickling water from a nearby stream, grasshoppers playing their strings together in time, leaves rustling, and my own feet making a beat walking across the hollow boards. I saw that the restaurant had turned its lights on. I left the place of serenity with my camera, for the first time, not in my hand. It would almost be a crime to try to fit within a viewfinder what can hardly be captured with the eyes.

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