We spent Christmas morning with some monks. Which was unusual for Christmas.
Painting Buddhas |
Part of the Buddhist tradition is for monks to collect alms--cooked sticky rice, crackers, banana leaf packets, sweets, etc.--from the devoted early in the morning to provide sustenance for the day. On Christmas morning, Philip, Emily, and I got up to see the procession of monks gathering alms in town. (Kyle didn't come, because he has a long standing rule of refusing to get up before the sun for a photographic opportunity.)
After watching the procession for a while, we headed to meet Kyle for breakfast and coffee. We found wi-fi at a coffee shop and placed a few Skype Christmas calls, and spent the rest of Christmas day and the morning of the 26th before our flight peeking into wats and shops, taking a boat trip down the Mekong to explore a nearby village, and visiting a local literacy nonprofit.
And eating. Which is not unusual for Christmas.