What I love about travel pictures is telling the story behind them. A photograph is so meaningless without the story, the emotion or the memory behind it. Just like your favourite song only gives you Goosebumps because it reminds you of a very special moment. These pictures might simply look like me standing in a rice field. However, the story behind them is actually quite adventurous.
Like most of my “travel meetups”- this adventure also started over Instagram, when Stefan asked me if I wanted shoot some pictures in Ubud’s rice fields. Julia and I had already driven to the huge touristy Tegalalang rice terraces that day with our scooter, so we thought we knew what to expect. Well, we were wrong. When we met up with Steafan things turned out a little different than we thought they would.
First of all he drove like an insane person. He took us along the most isolated, bumpy roads and whilst driving he actually got out his phone to text people, stirring the scooter with only one hand.
Second of all he took us somewhere completely different than we thought we would go. We ended up in the real heart of Bali where local people were bathing naked in the river and we were the only white tourists around. After leaving our scooters somewhere we then walked along a jungle trail and through dozens of rice fields to find the perfect picture spot. Julia actually got so pissed, because we were in the middle of nowhere in a rice field surrounded by insects, mice and snakes. And as sun was slowly setting we were unsure if we would ever find our way back home.
In the end it was totally worth it though, because I think the pictures turned out really well and we got to see the “real Bali”. Thus, when we sat down in a bar in the evening to enjoy a Bintang with Stefan it was after all a pretty good day and another successful Instagram meetup.
Pictures taken by Stefan Haworth