After the hustle and bustle of Ho Chi Minh City, a trip to the Buddhist monastery/teaching complex in the hills surrounding Dalat was just what the doctor ordered. What a joy to wander/wonder the grounds, free of our “guide” who happily texted his way through our visit.
The complex was sooooooo tranquil. There were larger shrines for prayer…
And smaller. All filled with incense.
And a place for the monks to sleep.
We loved the wander down to the lake…
In the morning haze, the lake was ethereal as a silk embroidered painting.
And being Buddhist and Vietnamese, the complex gardens were filled with whimsy and joy.
Ahhhhh….
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Hey — any questions you have, feel free to ask. If I don’t see them immediately because of travel, I’ll be sure to answer immediately on my return.
Cheers,
Allan
