After walking around Wat Phra Kaew, we had a simple lunch and with some local direction we got to our next location. Wat Pho aka The Temple Of Reclining Buddha. After a few chicken and duck conversation with the locals, I told Han Ching we had enough. We have to be selective of the person we approach to ask for direction. Ask only students or someone dressed up working in office. You have a higher percentage of knowing the answer in your preferred language.
Before that, let me explain my philosophy. I don't look down on people that don't speak well in English. Well, why should someone speak English at first place? Neither conversing well in English does make you look intelligent nor the other way round. Only the people who loves their country like Thailand are proud of their language. Just like Japanese and French. They don't speak English well but I am sure they are much more intelligent and smarter than
Wat Pho is the one of the largest and oldest wat in Bangkok and is home to more than one thousand Buddha images, as well as the Reclining Buddha. The Reclining Buddha is forty-six metres long and fifteen metres high, decorated with gold plating on his body and mother of pearl on his eyes and the soles of his feet.
Here, you can't touch the Buddha's feet. Who would like their feet to be tickled, ok? Ironically, the temple is known as the birthplace of traditional Thai massage. With these big feet, who wouldn't think of foot massage, right? Talking about foot massage, Han Ching has been pestering me to go for this Thai foot massage to which I won't give in. Reason? Well, I don' t believe any part of my body to be knead by some unlicensed yet claim to be reflexologist. I'll be using Bus Number 11 for all the time in Bangkok. I don't want my tired sole to be battered and knead like a a piece of playdough. In the end, what I got is a tired and painful feet. And the people will come up with these comforting rubbish like:, "Pain means your body is not healthy" or " No pain no gain" to which I will lambast with " Big pain, no brain!".
Getting to the entrance to see the Reclining Buddha can be a bit unpleasant. You will be greeted with some pungent smell. Ok, no offensive or disrespect words to the temple here. But you will agree with me because all the visitors need to take off our their shoes to enter. And you have to do it by passing by a long shoe rack where the visitors put their smelly-sweat-drenched-salted-fish-smell shoes.
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