Bells
My first morning back in the neighborhood of barking dogs and bells! We made it in last night after a two day travel marathon, with a break in Hong Kong for Matt to lose an arm-wrestling contest with a 58 year old fortune teller, on the souvenir case of a temple guarded by dragons and ‘no photo’ signs.
Boudha smells just like I remember it. Incense, mud, garbage and flowers. I missed it here.
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