Wednesday, 24 February 2016

On the ride back up to town we saw beautiful emerald green paddy fields and fields of pineapple;



We rode to see some temples in caves. In the first one was a monk sitting reading (he was real!) and I was in there on my own so I respectfully ignored him and he ignored me which felt quite awkward. Then another monk came in but he straight away asked where I was from and so I felt confident to talk to him and I asked where they slept - the answer was deeper in the cave.


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