I’m back home now and the warm day is quieter than ever, the wind blows peacefully and I, a person who suffers from a terrible allergy to sports, decide to move-move it a little bit. And luck is on my side because I after a few minutes of “exercise” I find this magnificent temple.
The colours are striking. Gold and red united in beautiful structures that call for worshiping. I try not to disturb the pious people who pray and open their hearts in this sacred place.
But they don’t seem to mind the strange woman who restlessly takes pictures of this enchanting place, and even takes shots of the leaves.
In this city jewell, there are treasures.
There are also Gods and guardians, who wish to welcome the world.
And I’m glad I took these pictures because I’m not sure this place really exists. Or maybe it was a dream for I haven’t been able to find it again.