Images from plates taken by anonymous, but not less interesting and beautiful than the ones takes by the few people who traveled across Burma during the British domination: Adolphe Klier, Felice Beato, Max and Bertha Ferrars. Those photographers were not only English and belonged to the wealthier classes of the Burmese aristocracy: rich merchants, small manufacturers and sellers of a big variety of goods, people who used to move by river to reach the places where their customers bought goods that they produced in their own cities. It is a story that has been lived deeply inside the population that the artistic and perfect photos taken in Rangoon’s, Ahujia’s and Klier studios cannot tel. These pictures show faces, families, Shan and Karen tribal groups in their villages of huts and in the resting places of unusual and incredible marches. Some son of Albion also pointed his camera toward the spires of the pagodas in the Pagan valley after reaching it with grueling trips on paddle steamers, immortalizing the Irrawaddy River banks that subsequently would have been surrounded by the temples that U Nu wanted to build with the money that the United Nations donated to the Buddhist Church a century later. It is a sleepy and unperturbed atmosphere, enhanced by the morning fog around the yellow banks of the Irrawaddy River, where life in village markets flows slowly, where neither man nor animals are the subjects, since both of them are totally addicted to the time flow that has been moving as slow as the river for centuries. This still picture helps the viewer to understand the time flow, since he is the master of such an atmosphere… and this is a feeling that does not leave you anymore, while drinking a hot chai made with the water from the Irrawaddy River taken from a paddle steamer with a bucket, while the unknown Asia passes by.