The picture below shows how the trees took over the buildings while the temple was abandoned. The roots held the buildings like snakes.
Above a happy Buddha carved in limestone blocks. Below kissing the Buddha.
One of the last things we did at Ankor Wat was climb up the highest tower for a look at the whole complex. It was worth the climb, because we both survived, as the view not only allowed us to see the whole layout, but to look into the jungle. I was thinking about soldiers, and our fallen classmate Fred Heriaud, during the Vietnam war in those jungles with their heavy gear,the oppressive heat, and the task they were charged with.
This shot of my face at the end of the afternoon show how we were feeling. The next morning I woke up with a splitting headache, a rash on my legs and an upset stomach. Betsy gave me two well aged pepto bismol which I chewed up and quickly threw up. I cautiously approached the breakfast and had dry toast and coffee. Miraculously, as the day went on, I felt better and better. We have a couple of times promised to take more time during the day to rest and get out of the heat. Ain't worked so far
No comments:
Post a Comment