This is the monastery where we turned the prayer wheels. It also haas the T A L L gold Buddha of compassion. You get a crick in your neck looking up into his benign face. Buddhism looks different here in Mongolia. But the chanting sounds the same.
The monks we saw where either real young or real old. The young ones look like YOU, Zephyr!
In your next life, you should be so lucky as to come back as one of these pigeons. They are the best-fed, fattest, safest pigeons ever!
Friday, June 20, 2008
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