PHOTOGRAPHING THE ASIAN TSUNAMI
Exactly five years ago, on the morning of December 26th 2004, I took a dawn flight to Chennai. I was looking forward to a bit of relaxation and had packed my swimming gear together with a couple of books and some Christmas gifts for the friends with whom I would be staying. It was two hours later, while disembarking with my camera bag that David asked why I had bothered to bring along all of my equipment. Surely, he wondered, a holiday wasn’t really a holiday if accompanied by the paraphernalia of work. As I explained, “what if something were to happen?” David didn’t seem particularly convinced by my argument.