This is a photograph of my first ever trip to Bali: Indonesia’s most famous tourist destination till today. Frankly, I don’t remember anything about the trip, but looking at this photo makes me feel grateful to my parents for bringing me along.
I have a lot of black and white photos of me and my sister at various places, which is good because otherwise I can’t remember anything about those trips anymore. There is one memory that I do have and cherish, which is stargazing through the ceiling window of my family’s Volkswagen Combi. The car had broken down in the middle of the night while we were at the mountains.
In retrospect, photography is a really good way to record your early years of life.