Yesterday, despite the monsoon-style rain, we got a ride to a nearby town to see its temples. They were colourful and elaborately carved. Looking at the flame-like ornaments on the roofline, I got the sense of the joyful celebration of worship as well as the power to connect to eternal ideas. I don't know if this was what the builders were going for since I know very little about Buddhist worship. After looking at the temples and deciding that we were wet enough, we had a soft drink in a little shop and tried to ask the owner if we could call a taxi. He offered to rent us his scooter, but he didn't understand 'call/phone' or 'taxi/car' in the way we meant them. Eventually we found a young guy working at the port office who leant us his phone. While waiting for the car to come from our hotel, we stopped at another tiny, family-run restaurant and had tasty, hot tea and coffee. We got back to our hotel sopping wet, but warmed by the kindness of strangers.
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