This morning we visited Wutaishan - or Mt Wutai. It has become a pilgrimage site for Buddhists, with all the visitor paraphernalia that involves. There are five temples arranged on a mountain ridge.
The view over the Valley.
On the way to the first temple.
A Buddha
And another
And a thousand arm Buddha. Knowing how much of our brain is devoted to the operation of our two arms, I pondered the neuro-anatomy of such a creature.
Of course there were prayer wheels. Something to do as you walk around.
Today's Chinglish.
Self explanatory.
What this one means is that a monk has to be present at all times. If he leaves a room, he has to be sure than any candles, joss sticks etc are extinguished. These are all wooden structures.
I got a tongue lashing from a monk (I wanted to take his photo) who told me that Britain and Australia were no friends of China. Then he wandered on to the Japanese - we hid our solitary American. So no photo!
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