From a distance the temple on top of the hill looks like a vision of Shangri-La.
Mr. Win herded us through the market and then we followed some village women up the many stairs that led up to the fantasy on the hill.
Up close it looked older, and more run down…
But the detailed workmanship was still stunning.
Several hill tribe women just up from the market waited for their men to arrive before their group headed off up a trail.By now it was approaching the hottest part of the day, the time when most Burmese seek shelter in the shade. This little boy monk was playing with an electronic game.
These young monks were relaxing in the monastery, one of them clutching a toy gun.
Other child monks ran about pretending to shoot each other with toy guns.
I was shocked at this sacrilegious behavior but when I voiced my surprise out loud, Mr. Win said simply, “but the children are happy…”
More on our 2013 trip to Myanmar.