It was SO unbelievably hot at the temple. My hair was wet and I had to wear that horrific polyester stink bomb of a shirt, but i summoned my inner Buddha to power through. There was a big basin of water where you’d dip a flower in and let the water droplets fall on your head to bless them (bring good luck.) I got myself and everyone around me, too.
The amount of people at this place was ridiculous. I swear if you let your body relax, the crowd would move you.
Right behind us was the temple of the emerald Buddha. It is actually made of jade. It is on a high pedestal and you are not allowed to take any photos. The Buddha has three different “outfits” for the year (summer, rainy season and cool.) Only the king can change the garments. Their king is quite old so the next person in line (the crown prince) has taken over the responsibility.
You can not wear shoes in any of these temples or sit down with your feet directly facing any of the Buddhas.
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