I spent more time taking photos of the Burmese locals in Shwedagon Pagoda than of its massive, ornate structures. I hate to admit it, but at some point in our temple exploration of Myanmar, all temples, pagodas and stupas began to look the same, and I prefer temple ruins and ones that are unpainted and made of exposed bricks to brightly colored new ones anyway. As I made a post about the beautiful locals of Bagan, here are some portraits from our visit to Shwedagon Pagoda in Yangon.
I'm not sure who he was exactly, but the family around him was paying very close attention to everything he was saying.
A procession around the Shwedagon Pagoda grounds.
They seemed to be reciting a prayer and the chorus of their voices was the first thing we heard when we entered.
Probably my favorite photo of the lot.
He waved at us and didn't seem fazed by our many cameras.
Family time at the temple (the girl was looking at me funny)
Inside the elevator as we left Shwedagon Pagoda.