One day Monique (who was still putting up with me, unbelievably) and I braved the heat, rented bikes, and struck out towards a temple I had spotted from the top of Phu Si mountain.
Waaaaay over there. |
The views of the city were lovely.
We went inside and were greeted wordlessly by a nun in white robes with a traditionally shaved head. She urged us to climb the stairs from the first floor to the second. Then there were more stairs leading to the smaller third level, then more to the fourth level, which was even smaller, then to the fifth, a windowless room the size of a closet. There weren't any windows, but there were sort of portholes, just a few inches wide and set six and a half feet off the floor. I reached up with my camera and pressed the viewfinder out.
That's no good- change the focus.
Better.
Much better.
There you are, LPB.
The other little excursion Monique and I took out of the city was to the Kuang Si Waterfalls. About 45 minutes away by tuk-tuk, the water is an unearthy aqua and is shockingly, wonderfully cold.
The surrounding jungle features lizards:
...butterflies clustered in the sand, which raise up and flutter in an ethereal cloud around you when you walk near them:
And massive Asians sun bears!
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