5,000,000 Buddhas

I never wished I had my camera so much.

After going to a pretty nice temple, Barbie's dad (the gangster) told me he had heard there was a temple close by. It wasn't popular, he said, because it's so far out of the way.

"All the best temples are a little hard to get to," he said.

As we came around a bend in the road, a 50 foot tall gold reclining Buddha statue slipped out from behind the mountain. Behind him stood another Buddha. And as we pulled to their feet, we were surrounded be literally hundreds of smaller golden Buddhas, each about as tall as me.

We got out and walked closer to find thousands upon thousands of small golden Buddhas. Each Buddha had a name of someone who game money to the temple. As we walked up the mountain, every corner revealed hundreds of Buddhas. Some were reclining. Some standing. Some had hundreds of arms. Some were gold. Some dull gray metal. One was nearly a thousand years old.

Gangster dad took pictures of me in front of all of them--dozens of pictures--but I didn't get a single shot of myself because my camera was still at home.

R