Sofi and I wandered into the Chen Xiang Monastery the other day while looking for the God City Temple. We never found that temple, and I could have cared less.
This is only the second time I’ve heard Buddhist prayers being sung. The first was in Japan when we stayed in the monastery and got to listen to the resident monks one morning, so it was really freaking awesome that this time I got to hear nuns…
I’m not sure how long they had been praying, but it didn’t last too long after we arrived. Timing really is everything.
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