Isan

A Buddha flooded by sun rays.
Stones, tress, some stones and trees that interweave.
The small Angkor like they call it here.
The boundary of the Khmer civilization.
A village, a small town around this temple long time forgotten.
A giant tree also venerated.
Some colourful trucks. Where do they go? Where do they come from?
You must explore the countryside and the humid fields to know.
Abrupt transition on the way back.
The concreted province capital town.
But full of life when night comes.
A bit of grace at the feet of Thao Suranari...
...This is Isan.