15 Must See Amazing Ancient Temples Across Asia

There really is no place in the world like Asia that can make you feel just like Indiana Jones on an adventure searching for lost treasure! Hacking your way through jungles, crawling across deserts and battling secret societies…well maybe not quite but the ancient temples found across Asia are absolutely amazing! We’ve compiled a list with some fellow travel bloggers of 15 amazing ancient temples in Cambodia, India, Indonesia, Myanmar, Sri Lanka and Thailand that you really should check out. Be sure to click on the links to find out more and to check out the contributor’s websites!


1) Banteay Srei

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There are so many amazing temples in Siem Reap the obvious ones being Angkor Wat, Angkor Thom and Ta Prohm. Our amazing tuk-tuk driver (contact details on my blog) took us to a different temple about an hour from Siem Reap called Bantaey Srei. This temple was built in the 10th century and dedicated to the Hindu god Shiva.

Banteay Srei is a lot less intact then the previous temples mentioned but the intricacies that set this one apart is the delicate cravings on the structure. It is believed that this temple was built by a female and the carvings were also completed by females. This makes this temple quite unique.

The temple is also carved from a red sandstone, so it appears very different from the main temples and likely the reason it has not stood the test of time like others produced from stone.   I think it is definitely worth visiting even just to view the delicate cravings and you get to take in a lot of the country side on the way out to the temple. 

2) Ta Prohm

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If you visit any temple in Cambodia, after Angkor Wat of course, make sure to visit Ta Prohm. Famous for its use as one of the locations in the Tomb Raider film, it's the most atmospheric and impressive temple we visited in South East Asia. Part of the jungle and yet still a recognisable temple structure, its narrow winding corridors, towers of stone and inner sanctuary make it a brilliant place to spend a couple of hours.

Trees intertwine with the stone work and create whole new structures of their own, adding an even more unique and mystical sense to the temple than you'd expect. Dating back to the late 12th / early 13th century the ruins of Ta Prohm are included in the world heritage list in their own right. Keep your eye out for the hidden ‘stegosaurus’ carving on one of the inner walls – did dinosaurs roam the temples of Angkor or is it a case of mistaken identity? These amazing jungle ruins are an incredible sight and are included in the park admission price so there's no excuse not to pay them a visit on your trip to Siem Reap.


3) Badami Cave Temples

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The Badami cave temples in the Karnataka state of India are a remarkable example of rock-cut architecture dating back to the 6th century. The magnificent rock cave temples carved from the colossal sandstone cliffs are amazingly manmade. The temple complex consists of 4 temples which have beautiful carvings of Hindu divinities on walls and pillars of the hall leading to the sanctum sanctorum. The first temple is the oldest one and is dedicated to Lord Shiva, the second and the third are dedicated to Lord Vishnu and the fourth is dedicated to the Jain Tirthankaras. The temple area offers an awe-inspiring view of the Agastya Tirtha Lake which has few more temples which can be visited through a neighboring village. There is also an archaeological museum in the village which houses some of the interesting artifacts of the history of the Chalukya dynasty who built the splendid rock cave temples. The nearest airport is Belgaum (150 km) and is around 450 km from Bangalore.

4) Ellora Caves

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Ellora Caves were were built between 6th to 10th century. Originally there were more than 100 caves although only 34 are open to public now. Different caves are dedicated to Hindu, Buddhist, and Jain sects. The crowning glory of Ellora is the Kailashnath Temple (Dedicated to Lord Shiva) at the cave number 16. It is a massive temple. The sheer size and intricate details inside make it hard to believe that it has been cut out of one single piece of large rock!

It is believed that these caves were developed over several centuries under the aegis of different dynasties. That is why, caves dedicated to different religioins came up, depending on the preferences of their patrons. These caves were in use till the 13th century but they were gradually abandoned with the Islamic conquest of the subcontinent. However, they have managed to survive several centuries of neglect and now they have been declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

5) Shree Meenakshi Temple

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There are so many temples in India that I doubted whether it was worth it to make a detour to see the Shree Meenaksi temple in Madurai. According to the Lonely Planet it was, but in India it is easy to get an overload of temples and having to sit 3 hours in a bus to see another one seemed a bit unnecessary. Yet, being relatively so close to this masterpiece and not going also seemed a bit of a waste, so I went. And I was so glad I did. The Shree Meenakshi temple is not just a temple, but a whole complex full of life.

I calculated to be inside for maybe one or two hours, but ended up spending almost my whole day there. This is maybe the only temple with an actual shopping bazaar inside including food stalls. Thousands of people come here every day to celebrate the major events in their lives. Marriages and new born babies. It’s busy and families gather in the hallways for pick nicks. The temple complex is huge and every corridor offers something new and surprising. Still, after several visits to India, this is my favorite temple. 


6) Borobudor

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The Buddhist temple Borobudor in the Java region of Indonesia is located about an hour from Yogyakarta. It is believed to have been completed around 825 CE though there is no record of who built Borobudor or why it was originally built. The site was abandoned around the 14th century though and over the centuries was covered by the jungle and ash from the nearby volcanoes. The story of the great monument lived on in local stories and was rediscovered by Lieutenant Governor-General Thomas Stamford Raffles around 1814.

Probably the most popular way to see Borobudor these days is to go on a sunrise tour. For an additional fee, guests are able to enter the grounds of the temple around 4:30am before it is open to the public. You make your way up the stone steps in the dark with a small flashlight to guide you. As we waited for the sun to rise we listened to morning prayers being broadcast as fog wound its way around the coconut trees below. Blue hour faded and then suddenly the sky was a brilliant yellow. Absolutely magical!

7) Tanah Lot

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Located about 12 mi. from Denpasar, the expansive 16th-century Tanah Lot temple complex is scenically set atop an offshore rock.  It is one in a chain of seven sea temples along the southwestern Bali coast, each established within eyesight of the next.  This one is spectacular at any time of day, but morning light is said to provide the best photos.  Sunset is also good for photos, but bus-loads of tourists arrive then and the rock is in shadow.  The best way to watch the sun set is fortified by a cold beer or fresh coconut water at one of the bluff-top cafes.  Souvenir stalls are plentiful, and hawkers offer interesting items as you walk around–I was especially impressed with the kites.  The temple name translates as “small island floating on the sea.” Unfortunately, though I did explore the area surrounding the temple, I missed going into the temple itself.  The solution to that is a return trip in the future, at which time I also plan to visit the other six temples in that chain.  


8) Mingun Pahtodawgyi

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When traveling around Asia there are tons of gorgeous temples but some of the best and my personal favorite are in Myanmar. On my 2 weeks in Myanmar itinerary, we spent 2 days in Mandalay in which we hired a private driver one day to bring us around. About an hour drive from Mandalay is the temple of Mingun Pahtodawgyi. Construction of the Mingun Pahtodawgyi temple was started in 1790 but intentionally never finished. In 1839 a huge earthquake hit causing the massive crack running through it. That crack is what stuck out to me, and as soon as I saw a picture of this temple I knew I had to make the special trip out there. The temple is still used today with both locals and tourists visiting it daily. There is no other temple in Myanmar and it's special in its own way. Def put Mingun Pahtodawgyi on your temple bucket list.  

9) Shwedagon Pagoda

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Having spent so much time in Asia you can start to experience temple fatigue. You feel like they start to run together and if you’ve seen one you’ve seen them all. When I first laid eyes on the Shwedagon Pagoda I was immediately relieved of any previous temple fatigue. It’s truly the most stunning temple I’ve ever seen.

The temple is located in Yangon, Myanmar. Historians and archaeologists agree that it was built between the 6th and 10th centuries. However, legend has it that it was constructed more than 2,500 years ago which would make it the oldest Buddhist stupa in the world.

The stupa is nearly 100 meters tall and appears to be solid gold, which is actually brick covered in real gold. The crown is covered in more than 5000 diamonds and nearly 2400 rubies. This makes the huge shimmering pagoda a truly impressive site.

Sri Lanka

10) Anuradhapura

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Anuradhapura is one of the ancient capitals of Sri Lanka, and a must-visit place if you ever visit this amazing country. It is believed it was the capital of Sri Lanka from the 4th century BC until the 11th century AD. So you will be admiring some buildings and ruins older than 2000 years!

It's home of some amazing Buddhist pagodas, from which I highlight the one in the picture, Jetavanaramaya. This big pagoda is supposed to host a piece of the belt of Buddha. It was covered by jungle until 1981, where the restoration work began, which has not finished yet. It is the tallest Buddhist stupa in the ancient world, the 2nd tallest non-pyramid building in the ancient world, and the biggest brick structure in the world

The other amazing place of Anuradhapura I would like to highlight is the Jaya Sri Maha Bodhi, a sacred fig tree which is said to be a branch from the historical Sri Maha Bodhi tree in India, where Buddha achieved enlightenment. It is the oldest living human-planted tree with a recorded planting date (it was planted in the year 288 BC)

11) Sri Dalada Maligawa (Temple of Sacred Tooth Relic)

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Most world travelers wouldn't recognize the name of Sri Dalada Maligawa temple in Sri Lanka by its official name.  Located in UNESCO world heritage site Kandy, the temple is better known for what it houses: a tooth of the Buddha.  Generally referred to as the Temple of the Sacred Tooth Relic, this temple attracts both Buddhist worshipers and tourists.  While the outside of the temple is rather ordinary, inside you will find ornate carvings and statutes and lavish hallways.  The main attraction of course is the tooth relic, in which you can only see the casket it is contained in.  Go during puja (3 times a day) to experience the reverence cast on the tooth and this temple and preferably with a guide who can explain the history of the temple.  You may not understand the puja, but the beating of the drums, passion of the worshipers and sizable crowds create a dizzying atmosphere.  After experiencing the frenzy of the puja and getting a glimpse of the tooth casket, relax and enjoy the picturesque lakeside setting of the most important temple in Sri Lanka. 


12) Prang Sam Yot – The Monkey Temple

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Prang Sam Yot, AKA the Monkey Temple, is one of the coolest ancient temples in Thailand. It's located in Lopburi, a former Thai capital just a couple of hours by train from Bangkok. The temple dates back to the Khmer era and is the headquarters for a massive gang of monkeys who patrol its grounds in search of food. If you're carrying food or even just rustling a plastic bag, you'll soon have company. There are also many other ruins in Lopburi, including temples and palaces. The monkeys don't just stick to the temple either — they roam the streets, climb through windows and cross roads in massive convoys. It's an entertaining place to visit and can easily be combined with a trip to Ayutthaya. You could visit both as a long day trip from Bangkok but it's better to spend a few days in this area. This lets you explore early in the mornings and late in the afternoons and escape the heat and day trip crowds.

13) Si Satchanalai Historical Park

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The Si Satchanalai Historical Park is a less known annex of the Sukhotai Historical Park, but a must-visit place when you are in Central Thailand. It is found at a 2 hour bus drive from the latter. Si Satchanalai was founded in the 13th century as a second center of the Sukhotai Kingdon and the crown price used it as residence in the following centuries. The ruins of Si Satchanalai might be less spectacular than those of Sukhotai, but you have a good chance to visit them almost on your own in a more rural and somewhat mysterious environment.

When you get off the bus coming from Sukhotai, you can rent a bike to explore the area with a map included. Some of the most important sights to visit are Wat Khao Phanom Phloeng, a temple on top of a small hill with great views and Wat Chedi Jet Thaew, which resembles a lot to the Sukhotai temples. The most charming part of the Si Satchanalai Park is Wat Phra Si Ratana Mahathat, an impressive temple with several sitting Buddha statues.  

14) Sukhothai historical park

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Sukhothai Historical Park, which encompasses three different sites in the ancient Thai capital, is a hidden gem.  About half-way between Bangkok and Chiang Mai, it receives only a small fraction of the visitors of better known temples in SE Asia. The central site, which is the most extensive and impressive, is easy to explore on foot or by bike, with few crowds.  The temples were built in the 13th and 14th centuries and the site includes over 190 ruins.  It is a UNESCO World Heritage Site, and costing only 100baht (less than US$3) for a day pass, Sukhothai is better value than the Angkor complex in Cambodia will ever be.  Renting a bike from one of the vendors across from the ticket booth is the best way to get around, and only costs 30 baht for the day (less than most hotels charge).  Insider tip: Be there on a Saturday night when they light up the main temples with candles (included in your day pass).

15) Wat Maha Tha (Ayutthaya)

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The Wat Maha That or Temple of the Great Relics is located in Ayutthaya's city center – a temple built during the 14th century (1374 during the reign of King Borommaacha). The temple was a residence of Thai Buddhist monks and was burnt in 1767 during the Burmese War. In 1935, Wat Maha That was registered as part of Ayutthaya World Heritage Historical Park, and in our opinion, a definitely must-see when you are traveling in Ayutthaya. You can visit it even if you're in Bangkok. The trip is around one hour and a half from the capital by train. People like to see and take pictures to The Head of The Buddha in a tree trunk with roots growing around. Apart from it with, the complex is really interesting to walk around and has been very well conserved. The visit can last around an hour.

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Memories of our Camel Safari in Jaisalmer, India

Recently our trip to India has been coming up in conversations for a variety of reasons over and over. The trip was a personal reward for completing my master’s degree and was also going to be our last big trip before we tried to start a family. Possibly the biggest highlight of the trip was the camel safari we took in Jaisalmer just across from the Pakistani border.

Girls parade in Jaisalmer India

We had started our trip in Delhi and then traveled by train to Varanasi, Agra, Jaipur, and Jodhpur before arriving in Jaisalmer. Instantly we loved the city. There was a slower pace here than the other cities we had visited and fewer tourists.

Cow in market street jaisalmer india

Booking Your Safari

Though the spectacular Jaisalmer Fort is one of the largest preserved fortified cities in the world, most tourists come to town to go on a camel safari. There are many tour groups and travel agencies in the area who can help arrange a safari. TripAdvisor is a great place to look for reviews by other tourists of the different camel safari companies in Jaisalmer.

Another option is to allow your hotel to arrange the safari and we went with this second option. We did an overnight tour and since we still had a room reserved with all of our things in it at the hotel for the night away, we were given a discount for booking through them. On our tour there was only my husband and I, two women and our camel handlers.

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The Desert Tour

Our tour began with a jeep ride to Bada Bagh which is a garden complex with beautiful cenotaphs just outside of Jaisalmer. After visiting for some time and exploring the small village area, we were driven about 2 hours into the desert to meet our guides and the camels.


We waited while the camels were loaded up and then that was that. I’m not sure if our guides couldn’t speak English very much or just didn’t but not much was said for the next day really!

dsc_0415We followed the path through the desert. There was nothing around. We noticed that the plants and grasses would change as we went through different areas but there were no buildings or people for as far as the eye could see. Suddenly though there were sheep! Lots and lots of sheep. Our camels to wait for this large group of sheep to pass across the desert path.

We got down off of our camels and some of the sheep sniffed us curiously as they surrounded us. After what seemed like ages we could hear a faint bell ringing. As it became clearer a single man came into sight. He was the shepherd of this large flock taking them who knows where across the desert. He and our guides exchanged greetings and then we just carried on our way.dsc_0420

“Carrying on our way” is actually much easier said than done. Getting back up on our camels required holding on for dear life while it felt like you were going to topple over forward and then flip over backwards. Camels also smell quite bad and would relieve themselves constantly while walking. Every person in the line except the very first got to repeatedly witness the camel in front of them urinate and defecate over the 3 hours of our trek.

There was also the discomfort. Even with pillows, blankets and padding it was fairly uncomfortable for a woman. My husband though wondered if we would in fact be able to have children in the future (2 weeks after returning home I was pregnant).

We took our next break at a hand pump in the desert next to the path. There was a well where the guides filled up their canteens with water. We ran into another camel guide there and also a dog who was asking for water. After having a drink, the dog followed us along the path to where we would make camp that night.

From what we could understand, the dog just lives out in the desert. When someone comes to the well, he gets water. When tours come along, he follows them and gets a warm meal. Every day just walking along the desert path.
dsc_0447When we got to the dunes we were able to go explore while our guides made camp and cooked dinner. I have never felt sand as soft as the sand in the Thar Desert. It felt like silk running between our fingers. Though it seemed like nothing was there we discovered all sorts of small animals, birds and insects.

dsc_0482We then gathered around the fire, ate our meal and after the sun went down we went to sleep under the stars. It was winter when we went but the blankets kept us more than adequately warm. I’ve heard that some tours include tents but we loved sleeping out in the open air.dsc_0469

In the middle of the night our fire had died down and I woke up to find that I couldn’t move my legs. Something was definitely on top of my legs. I moved as little as possible and woke up my husband beside me. Through whispers I asked him to grab the camera from the top of my backpack and to quickly take a photo so we could see what it was without disturbing it by shining a flashlight on it and angering it.

The image showed that there was something black on my feet. I decided that if it was going to kill me, it probably would have done so already so we just left it. The next morning we found that the creature was a black dog. A very old black dog that was so ancient that every step was labored. She was hardly a threat.

Years ago she had likely also walked the trails like the white dog we had met but now she spent her days sleeping closer to the camps. When visitors set up for the night, then she would come.dscn4332After the sun had risen and our breakfast finished we packed back up and headed in to town. We had the option of riding for 3 hours again or being picked up by the jeep after about an hour and a half instead. We opted for the shorter camel trip as we were all having difficulty walking. We were all pretty quiet on that trip back to town. The desert has a wonderful ability to make everything quieter at the time and loud conversations didn’t seem appropriate. We then just said good byes and continued on our trip.dsc_0478


Incredible India! 15 Beautiful Photos of Northern India

In February of 2012 we set out on a trip of a lifetime backpacking across Northern India. We traveled only by train since my great grandfather had been involved in building the railroad in British India. It was a trip to celebrate my completion of my graduate degree program and would be the last trip we took as a couple before we became a family of 3. 

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Searching for Family History Beyond the Genealogy Sites

We started off our search for information about our family in British India with some fairly usual sources. One of my mother’s cousins joined Families in British India Society (FIBIS) before I got very involved in the search for the family history and later I also began searching the site. The organization is a charity which helps people who are researching the history of their family in British India. Since we do not live in England, a volunteer from FIBIS was able to help us with search in country and online which was incredibly helpful! We then turned to some of the bigger geneology sites for information: ancestry.com, findmypast.com and familysearch.org were the main sources of focus. Just before our trip to Myanmar and since I have been branching out. Here are some of the additional resources which may prove useful that we have used at this time.

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After finding that my great grandfather had been a Freemason, I consulted a friend of mine who is also one for some additional information. He informed me that many lodges keep good records and are eager to help families of past members. Through the Library and Museum of Freemasonry it is possible to request genealogical information. If you know the United Grand Lodge of England lodge name or the number of the person you are asking about, there is no charge. I had found my great grandfather’s registration with the lodge Victoria in Burma through ancestry.com. If you have your own lodge number the fee is £15. If none of the above applies to you, then the fee for the search is £30. The search can take up to 8 weeks. 

I got a response approximately 5 weeks after I submitted my request. Unfortuantely the only information they could provide me with was the same as what I had already found. No further records for my great grandfather could be found. They were very patient with my follow up questions about terminology and helped to clear up some questions I had. This included whether men who had registered at other lodges in the area who held the same first and last name of my grandfather but didn't list his middle name were infact him. It doesn't look like it was.

British Library India Office

I also contacted the British Library India Office. They provide a family history search and when I contacted them they got back to me in about 4 days’ time. While they did provide me with information, none of it was new to us at that point. They probably would have been a good starting point earlier in our search. They did though provide a list of organizations which may be able to help further as well as a list of research agents who might be able to undertake further paid research for us.

Google Book and Map Searches

The name of the school where my great grandmother was a matron is St. Mary School in Mandalay. I did a Google Books search of the school and was able to read excerpts of books containing related information. The entire book isn't online in most cases but a fairly large preview is usually available to be read. Through various Google searches I was able to eventually make contact with two women whose families had been connected to the school in some way. 

Using Google Maps I also searched for St. Mary's School in Mandalay…and didn't find it. But it was a good try! When they moved to England from Burma my great aunts Phyllis and Heather both listed the same address that they were going to move to on the passenger lists of the ships they traveled on. I was able to find an image of the house which is still standing.

United Society for the Propagation of the Gospel (USPG)

The first person I connected with as a result of my Google search was the author Anne Carter who has written the book Bewitched by Burma. As mentioned in her book, her aunt Fan had taught years ago at St. Mary’s but unfortunately her time there and my family’s time there does not seem to have overlapped. She did though suggest that I contact the United Society for the Propagation of the Gospel (USPG), now shortened to United Society (US). At the time St. Mary’s was run by them. US has an archivists who can help with the search for family connected to the Anglican Church but as they work part time it can take up to 4 months to receive a response. As of this writing it has been just over 4 months and I haven’t heard back yet. I have sent a follow up email.


Though it is the place where I do most of my planning for my trips, TripAdvisor also has a wealth of information beyond that! They have forums where travelers can ask for travel advice and information in the area. This also includes a Myanmar forum and its different regions which was helpful to our search. This is how I found the second woman I made contact with.

The second woman I connected with was the wife of a man who lived at the school with his mother who was a teacher at the same time that my family was there. Her husband wasn’t able to add too much information about his time while our family was there since he was so young but we have kept in touch. While we were in Mandalay he relayed his childhood memories of his walks around the school area to us so that we could try to locate the school in present times. There were some great “Ah ha!” moments as we would see something in front of us that he had mentioned.

I also found a post asking about St. Mary’s made by a spouse of one of my relatives that I had not been aware of. A local travel agent had given suggestions where to look for sites in the city. Another person had an old map of the city and give suggestions as to where the school may be. and a third person even told us the current name of the school. None of this is verified though so, as we later found out, comes with no guarantees. 

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Genealogy: Finding out About my Grandmother’s Family in British India

Daisy, Joseph and the Girls

On December 12, 1904 my 19 year old great grandmother Daisy, married my 34 year old great grandfather Joseph at a Methodist Church in Lahore, Pakistan. Daisy’s family had been living there but just a few years earlier Joseph had been in Yangon, Myanmar. On his marriage certificate Joseph is listed as a millwright. He was an engineer who worked for various railway maintenance shops including North Western Railway. The most likely scenario is that work brought Joseph to Pakistan. 

daisy joseph marriage cert-2

Just over 9 months after the wedding my great aunt Alice Sylvia was born on September 23rd, 1905 in Lahore, Pakistan. Finding her registered as such was a bit of a surprise to me as we always called her Sylvia, not Alice. Next on April 1st, 1908 great aunt Phyllis Marjory was born in Hinthada, Myanmar followed by my grandmother Audrey Pheobe January 8th, 1910 in Yangon, Myanmar. Finally was Heather Adair was born around 1916.

The birth records for the sisters are a bit confusing. Sylvia was born in 1905 but baptized in 1932. This may be a reissue of the original baptismal. I was speaking to a volunteer at FIBIS recently though and it may be that this was her first issue. A birth certificate was not required in British India at the time but either a birth certificate or a baptismal record would be necessary to acquire a passport. This new document in 1932 may have been so she could get her passport issued. Sylvia’s father is listed as Joseph Plato CASPER. Phyllis’ record have her father listed as Joseph PLATE Cooper as does Audrey’s. In fact Audrey’s name is spelt without an “E” as well. Transcription errors were common all around. I can find no birth or baptismal record for Heather at all and different records from her adulthood work out to have her birthday be 1913, 1916, 1918, or 1919!

August 7th, 1932 my great grandfather Joseph died from pneumonia in Mandalay, Burma leaving Daisy as a widow with 4 daughters. It was originally thought that Daisy got a teaching job to help support the girls after Joseph’s death and to give them a good education. But by 1932 the ages of the older girls were around 27, 24 and 22 and they were either in the process of or finished their nursing training. Only Heather would have still been at home. We are not exactly sure when Daisy started to work but on Sylvia’s reissue of her birth certificate around 1932 Daisy’s place of residence is recorded as being St. Mary’s School in Mandalay, Burma. Daisy worked as the school matron there until sometime between 1938-1940. She was working there around the time of Joseph’s death but whether she got the job because of his death or before is unknown. 

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Great Grandmother Daisy at St Mary's School

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During her tenure at St. Mary’s school Daisy adopted a girl. Before I started this search I was completely unaware of this adopted great aunt. Some of the family knew about her, others didn’t. She is present in family photos from the 1940’s and is still living but I have no contact. When I was 10 years old my family and I traveled to England with my grandmother. She was getting older and this was her last visit to see her sisters. I remember spending time with both Heather and Phyllis’ families but I did not meet her adopted sister. Perhaps they met privately but I do not believe I was ever introduced for some reason.

My grandmother and her sisters all did their nursing training in British India and worked as nurses there. My mother recalls that my grandmother ended up doing some nursing in Calcutta while she lived with friends (possibly the family name was Chip) who may have owned a sugarcane plantation. While there she was reprimanded for going to visit a helper from the hospital that was sick because that helper was Indian. At some point she also traveled through the Suez Canal. That is pretty much the extent of the stories from that time.

Around 1935 Sylvia went alone first to England where she did her UK re-registration for her nursing qualifications at Guys Hospital in London. In 1939 both Heather and Phyllis are listed on ships headed to London from Calcutta. One traveled in April and the other in March but the address that they were heading to in England was the same. Heather traveled on the ship named Domala which was in the British India Steam Navigation Company's fleet. Ten months after Heather traveled to England the Domala was requisitioned to the company's Liner Division. The following month the Domala was the first air attack by German aircraft on English Channel shipping as the ship was bombed and 108 lives lost.

Once in England, the 3 younger sisters also did their re-registration for their SRN badge form the General Nursing Council for England. Eventually Phyllis, Audrey and Heather all married and had children. My grandmother Audrey married a Canadian soldier named Stanley Simpson (Jr.) and made her way to Brockville, Ontario, Canada around the end of the war as a War Bride with my uncle who had been born in England.

Audrey's SRN badge issued in 1940.

 So far in our search for the family history, no major scandal or reason for not talking about the time in British India has been found. Joseph’s first marriage may be a sensitive topic but without anyone in more recent times knowing about his first daughter, this is likely to have not been an issue. I can find no records of Heather before her adulthood but that may just be because of poor recordkeeping. There is one point though that should be mentioned as other people researching the family history may come across it. After moving to England one of the sister’s and her family returned to Myanmar for around 4 years in the 1950’s. The reason for this is currently unknown and as it involves people who are still alive, I am not digging into it further if they do not wish to share. 

The most likely cause for the silence of my grandmother and her sisters is that they were probably met with prejudice when they first came to the UK. Though British by nationality my grandmother and her sisters had only been to England for a few short visits over the years. They were not Indian or Burmese nor were they really English. They were unfamiliar with British life and those around them could never really understand the life their family had been living in the colonies. Consequently they denied being anything other than English or Scottish, didn’t speak of their time in Burma and lead even their children to believe that they had spent the majority of their lives in England. My grandmother spoke about the war in England with her English friends in Canada regularly giving the impression that this was a time in England that she really enjoyed speaking about. In fact, it was the ONLY time in England that she could talk with them about. In total, my "English" grandmother Audrey only spent about 5 years of her life in England.

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Genealogy: The Family Story in British India Starts to Unfold

Our trip to Myanmar was booked for the beginning of February 2016. Prior to our trip I wanted to see what I could find out about the family’s time in Myanmar. My mother’s cousins in both Canada and England had started the search and I extended on it as well as mapped out the family tree more. The search is ongoing and there are missing pieces and likely mistakes as well in the research but at this time, this is what I have. Considering we knew nearly none of this in advance, I think we’ve done a pretty good job! In a later post I will be sharing just how we found this information.

The Family of Daisy Forbes

Daisy Forbes, my great grandmother, was born December 26th in Meerut, Uttar Pradesh India. Though she did have Scottish heritage, she herself was not born in Scotland as we originally believed her to be, nor does she appear to have ever lived there. Her father William Forbes was born December 8th, 1851 in Scotland but on February 2nd, 1881 he married Daisy’s mother Charlotte Carlton in Rawalpindi, Punjab, Pakistan. The exact date that he came to British India is not known.

Daisy’s mother Charlotte was born in Bangalore, India on September 28th, 1854. Her father Samuel Carlton (born around 1811) was from Rotherhithe, England as was her mother Sarah Brennan (born around 1815). Sarah and Samuel married in Bangalore, India though and the two of them lived out the rest of their lives there. 

Charlotte eventually moved to Mhow, Madhya Pradesh, India where she married James Gouldsworthy. She and James had 3 children but only her daughter Clara survived past infancy. James too died young at only 30 years old in 1883 in Peshawar, on the North West Frontier of Pakistan. There seems to be some confusion with the records though as her marriage to William Forbes is recorded as taking place February 2nd, 1881 and their first daughter was born the same year in October. Both the marriage and the birth took place in Rawalpindi, Pakistan. Perhaps the date of death for James is incorrect.

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One of the original theories as to why my grandmother and her sisters kept quiet about their past in British India was that they were ashamed that their father had had a wife prior to being married to their mother Daisy. Considering Daisy’s own mother was married twice, this seems unlikely. Throughout the family tree there are multiple instances of family members getting remarried after their spouse passed away. Many of them died young so it was a very common occurrence at the time and hardly a family scandal.

My great grandmother Daisy was the 3rd child out of 6 to be born to Charlotte and William between 1881and 1891. The first two were born in Rawalpindi, Pakistan, the next 3 in Meerut, Uttar Pradesh, India and finally the last in Sialkot, Pakistan. The family moved around a fair amount in those 10 years but at this time I have not looked into the occupations of family members that far back in the history so the reason for these moves is unknown. William’s death is recorded in Umballa, India shortly after or around the time his last child was born and a few years later in 1897 Charlotte also passed away. It seems that Daisy remained in Pakistan after the death of her parents as this is where she married Joseph.

The Family of Joseph Plato Cooper

Daisy’s family history was relatively easy to trace. Joseph on the other hand was a completely different story. There is no birth certificate that has been found but other records indicate that he was born some time in 1870. His parents were also difficult to identify. On Joseph’s marriage certificate to Daisy, his father is listed as George James Cooper.  Eventually through the hard work of Beverly who is a volunteer at FIBIS a will was found for a man of the same name. His name is actually listed as both George James Cooper and James George Cooper in the same will. In his list of surviving children there is a name that looks like Joseph Ralte or Ralto Cooper. No record of any Joseph Ralte Cooper has been found and the family connected to this will lived in the same area as Joseph. So, it is very likely that this is his father’s will and that “Ralte” is a transcription error.

Page of names in will

The final name in list of George James Cooper's children in his will looks to be Joseph "Ralto" Cooper

If my great grandfather Joseph’s connection to this will is correct, then Joseph is the son of George James Cooper and Isabella Laetitia Hampton. George was born December 15th, 1826 in Agra India. He was an Honorary Surgeon as part of the Subordinate Medical Department. He passed away July 3rd, 1877 in Shoay Gheen, British Burma which is now Shwegyin, Myanmar.

George’s wife Isabella was born in India (September 9th, 1830) and both of Isabella’s parents had been born in Agra, India in the early 1800’sShe passed away in Utah, USA in 1889 though. In 1899 Isabella and George's oldest son John Henry Cooper (born October 9th 1848) married his second wife in Utah. His first wife Lydia Georgiana Cooper (born March 19th 1857) had passed away in 1882 and is buried in Yangon, Myanmar. It appears that after his wife passed away, John made his way to America and his mother Isabella who was a widow by this time, traveled with him.


I was not aware of the family connection to Agra when we visited the Taj Mahal in 2012 on one of the foggiest days I've ever seen.

My great grandfather Joseph was the last child of 10 to be born to George and Isabella. As no baptismal or birth certificate has been found yet, I do not know where he was born but of his siblings who do have birth certificates, they were all born in Bengal, India (the North Western section of modern day India, near Bangladesh). He eventually made his way to Yangon, Myanmar as on August 29th 1892 his membership is registered with the United Grand Lodge of England Freemason’s at the Victoria in Burma Lodge. His occupation at the time is listed as a mechanic.

free mason mechanic

Sometime around 1898 Joseph had a daughter named Gladys Edith May Cooper. There is no record of him getting married though, nor is there any sort of birth or baptismal certificate for Gladys. The only record that can be found for Joseph’s connection to this woman is his name on her marriage certificate. We do know that she married James Raphael Senneville Desaubin (also listed as Seuville James Desaubin on other documents) May 28th 1923 in Bombay, India and James was from the Seychelles.

When Joseph married my great grandmother Daisy, his marriage certificate indicated that he was a widow. His daughter Gladys would have been only 6 at the time of their marriage. What happened to her before and after her marriage to James is a mystery. My grandmother Audrey never made any mention of a half-sister. Perhaps they never met or Gladys was away at school and they didn’t know each other well.

Another theory that has been suggested as to why there is no additional record of Gladys or her mother that we can find is that perhaps her mother was not British. Interracial marriages during the British Raj were not uncommon or looked down upon terribly but over time opinions shifted and it became something that families just didn’t talk about. With such a long history in British India, one would almost expect that there must have been at least one interracial marriage in the lot at some point! But of course, Gladys’ being the child of such a relationship is just speculation at this time. The fact remains though that she is my grandmother’s half-sister and no one currently can remember any mention of her.

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Genealogy: British India Secrets and Scandals Revealed…or Maybe Not

Despite their best efforts, the children of “the sisters” were unable to find out much of anything about their mothers’ time in British India. Sylvia never got married but Heather, Phyllis and Audrey each had children. When they questioned their mother’s about the past, the topic would be changed and so over the years only bits and pieces came out. The family came to believe that there was a big scandal, a giant family secret and it was best left alone while any of the sisters were still alive.

In the Spring of 2012 Heather, the last of the Cooper sisters quietly passed away and her daughter revealed that she had been researching the family secret. It was passed on to me that after my grandmother’s father had passed away, their mother had taken a teaching job at a private school in England so that her 4 daughters could get a good education. Having their mother work was a great shame to the girls and so they did not speak about it. Their father had been born in Burma (Myanmar) and died there. Until his passing my grandmother and her sisters had lived there for some time.  We were told that more updates would come but if they did, I didn’t receive them.


The Search Begins for Forgotten Family

In the Winter of 2012 my son was born and we weren’t thinking at all about looking more into the family history at the time. By 2014 he was a year old and we started to think about our future more and whether we would stay in South Korea much longer. Now with a young family settling down in either Canada or the Philippines closer to family seemed like it may be a good idea and we started looking at options outside of Korea. We had really thought that we were going to have to give up traveling when our son was born and that our trip to India which had been our “last big trip before the baby” would possibly would be our last big trip ever. But we found ourselves trying to get in trips while we could still get tickets at a discountred price for infants. Before he was 3 we ended up going on 6 international trips together. With these things in mind we discussed where we wanted to go in Asia while we still had the chance and were in the area.


Visiting Myanmar where my grandmother had been born was near the top of the list. We worried that it might be unrealistic though. The country was just starting to open up and we would be traveling with a small child. I had asked about trips to Myanmar with small children on parenting forums in Korea and people who had visited all told us it was a bad idea. It was dangerous, difficult to travel in and our son would get food poisoning and need hospitalization. Food poisoning seemed to be the main concern from most parents we spoke to as they kept bringing it up.

In the Fall of 2014 though our family participated in the Gwangju International Community Day. At this yearly event foreign residents living in Gwangju, South Korea and surrounding area gather for a multi-cultural festival showcasing food, performances and handicrafts from their home countries. Our family helped to run the food booth for the Philippines and right next to us was a group of international students from Myanmar running their country’s food booth.


Gwamgju International Community Day 2014, Philippines food booth setting up

The first thing that caught our attention was the food. Oh, the food! If my memory serves me right, it was mohinga that they were serving and it was the most popular dish at the entire event. Food is always a good segue into conversations and soon we were discussing our thoughts about visiting Myanmar. Can we travel safely? Yes. Is it ok to bring our son there? Yes. Are we all going to get food poisoning and need to be hospitalized? No.

And then of course there was the lingering guilt of having a connection to the British colonies. Should I keep it quiet that my family lived in Burma as part of the colonies? Will people be angry? I was told that no one I met would be upset. I was skeptical but among the students I met that day, no one seemed to carry any ill feelings towards families of those who had been part of British India.

We had been saving money for a winter vacation and decided on taking a trip to either Indonesia or Myanmar. Though my interest in Myanmar had been increased, we were going on the trip in 3 or 4 months and our son would only be 2 at the time. I needed to plan more so in the end Indonesia was our choice. By this point we had traveled quite a bit with our son but nothing as ambitious as Indonesia or Myanmar. We opted for the location that was a more common tourist destination for families with children. Indonesia did not disappoint! Bali, Ubud, Yogyakarta and of course the famous Borobudur made for a wonderful trip but Myanmar would need to wait for another year.

Sunrise at Borobudur, Indonesia

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British India Genealogy: The Search For Family in Faraway Places

Though my mother’s father was Canadian, the rest of my grandparents immigrated to Canada around the time of WWII. My father’s family came from the Ukraine or Russia and my mother’s mother came from England. Both sides of the family had had their first child back in the old country and my parents were both the second child in their families. They were also both the first to be born in Canada. The similarities did not end there as both sides did not discuss much of anything about their time before Canada. Food from back home was eaten but no holidays, traditions or celebrations from the old country. Bits and pieces came out over time but often in confusing and fragmented pieces that were hard to put together. 

Growing up in Brockville, Ontario in the 1980’s not knowing where you came from didn’t seem like much of an issue. Asking “Where are you from?” was poor manners. They were of course Canadian! How dare you imply that because they look or sound different that they are not Canadian! This hypersensitivity prevented meaningful dialogues and cultural exchanges from ever happening.

It wasn’t until I was in my 20’s or 30’s that I learnt that my childhood friend’s families had originated in the Ukraine, Philippines, Ireland etc. It also kept quiet the realization that I knew next to nothing about my own background. That was, until I moved to Toronto for university. One of the most multicultural cities in the world, it was of course by no means a utopia but my classmates spoke openly about where they came from. And when I moved to South Korea in 2005 nearly every introduction now started with your name and then where you were from.


What I Knew About Audrey

My grandmother Audrey Phoebe Cooper was British. She had been born in Burma while her father was helping to build the railroad in British India. Her mother was Scottish and she had 3 sisters. Each of the sisters had trained as nurses but where they did their nursing training was not exactly clear. My grandmother had spent time in Calcutta with the Chip family who ran a plantation there. That was nearly all we knew. She never spoke of her time in Burma and India.

She was British and it seemed safe to assume that prior to moving to Canada she had spent the majority of her life in England. There is a story of how during WWII she and her sisters were in London as the bombs were falling. Everyone was running in the streets but they turned to each other and said that they were British AND nurses and so they must set a good example. So, they walked through the streets as the bombs fell. British through and through. Not much more thought was put in to finding out about her family. 

Audrey Pheobe Cooper (Simpson)


He's been Working on the Railroad (in India)

When I completed my MEd program in the winter of 2011 we decided to go on a trip to India to celebrate. I had always been interested in the country and I wanted to experience the railroad that my grandmother Audrey's father had helped to build. My husband and I spent about 3 weeks traveling across Northern India to Delhi, Varanasi, Agra, Jaipur, Jodhpur, Jaisalmer and then back to Delhi. Between each leg of the trip we traveled by train

First class sleeper car for our 17 hour ride from Delhi to Varanasi. I've heard they are now phasing out these cars.

At the first hotel we stayed at the travel agency next door told us we needed to change our plans. They told us that the train was very dangerous. We would get robbed or killed or worse! We should of course instead book bus tickets through them. We just laughed off this advice and besides we had already pre booked our tickets online through Cleartrip. We traveled by several different classes, slept on the train between cities at night and never had any major problems.

The biggest problem we had was getting off at the correct location. Usually the station was not announced so you would need to know approximately what time you should be arriving. At one city we asked everyone around us if we were pulling up into the city we wanted. "Yes, yes, yes this is the city"…and it was, except the station we got off at was not the main station. Instead it was a small minor station just outside the city with a single street lamp in the middle of the night. Luckily there was a working payphone and we were quickly picked up by our guesthouse. 


Elderly man at Hawa Mahal 

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I was nervous about telling people that we met about my family connection to India. My family had been part of the colonies and I wasn’t sure how the people we met in India would react. I felt rather guilty. For the beginning part of the trip I tried to keep it secret just in case but slowly I started to tell people. Eventually a man I spoke to told me not to be worried. He said that the railroad was a very positive contribution to India from the time of the British colonies as it helped to connect the country. I shared more openly my connection to the country from that point on. Some people were really interested. Others couldn’t have cared less but no one was angry or upset. It was an amazing trip but I would later find out that though my family was involved in building the railroad in British India, it was not in fact India where they worked.

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