Kindness
This morning we stopped by our friendly temple and it had been transformed. All of the fruit and decorations had been packed away. We continued to walk and visit other temples, stopping at the market for lunch.
It started to rain whilst we were looking around one temple. Christine was at the back and Darryl was sheltering under the canopy at the front. A little old lady was helping Christine into the temple hall to shelter from the rain. Darryl followed quickly behind. The lady had some relatives in England and she spoke good English. She sat us down on a comfy sofa and continued to interact with the other people in the hall.
We sat quietly waiting for the rain to stop and looked around the hall. The temple monks were reading blessings. We looked at the beautiful pictures and at the coffin. It came as a little surprise but we appeared to be in a funeral! The coffin was then decorated with flowers and carried to a pick up truck by the guests.
A police escort cleared the road as the pick up left the temple. We said a friendly goodbye and left when the rain stopped.
A walk in the opposite direction took us to a number of other temples but they were very quiet. On the way we saw a bunch of older locals huddling around drinking something from a small cart. One of them called us over and started to speak to us. He explained what he was drinking and we thought we should try it too. We sat and enjoyed a free Chinese tea with our coffee/tea mixture in the other glass. Pretty good, though the condensed and evaporated milk gave it a little sweetness too much!
To get to the temple on the hill we had to cross a busy dual carriageway. We then continued along a small narrow street past a Muay Thai boxing ring and the dogs. At the top of the hill the temple had seen better days and was a little overgrown...
It just wasn't to be. The little lady that sold the sugary crispy rice snacks wasn't there today. We didn't fancy the frogs on sticks so we decided to get some fruit!
Yesterday, we did show the young girl selling soya milk and ginger tea our photo of her from a past trip. She looked surprised and spoke in Thai as she speaks no English. However, today when we went to her little stall she seemed to have learnt one English word. The word was "FREE" as she handed us some of her delicious soya milk. Wow, we were knocked back ...
It is always those that have the least that give the most.