A life time ago, when visiting the Chichen Itza ruins in Mexico, a local gave me some advice. “These Mayan ruins can either be a magnificent temple or just a bunch of rocks, depending on what you know about them. It’s the difference between Chicken Itza and Chicken Pizza”.
So last weekend, when I visited a famous Buddhist temple in Kunming, all I saw was a Chinese thin crust with extra garlic. I had no clue about the history of the temple or what any of the little plaques said. Who cares, it was still pretty.
This bamboo graffiti could be a vulgar as what you see spray-painted in the alleys of Chicago, but was prettier.
Was this the Chinese version of the “poppy field snooze scene” in the Wizard of Oz? The old guy looks a bit like the cowardly lion.
This bronze statue of an ox getting it’s butt jumped by a wildcat. It’s to Kunming what the billy-goat is to the Chicago Cubs. You see it everywhere. Hopefully, it’s luckier.
Here’s a Chinese guy trying to speak squirrel.
Here’s the entrance to the park. There could be a nudist colony behind the trees. We’ll never know.
Or this doorknocker. Does it mean that an Amyway distributor lives there or a pitbull?
Who cares what any of it means. The park was pretty and spring is awesome in Kunming. Everywhere smells like a Glade Plug-in (except, of course, the squatty potties).
March 21st, 2011 at 8:29 pm you are such a good tour hunter! i have not been this temple yet.