When Chinese traffic breaks down, It REALLY breaks down. We were stuck behind these little squealers for about an hour. All because of a tiny fender-bender. They weren't the only ones trying to get a whiff of fresh air!
The Road to the temple is extremely forbidding. My sister in law only had her license for 3 months. She is an amazing driver.
We arrived on some sort of commencment day. All the young men were busy moving their gear to new quarters.
Some of the young men were quite young....
...and some were a bit older.
One of the training grounds
I'd venture to say there's at least 1000 young men here. These are the drilling grounds. They spend a few hours every day doing PT. They also do rigorous acedemic study, and Zen meditation. Let's send every boy there!
The purpose of Kung-fu and Wu Shu are to prepare your constituion for the vast realization you are, perforce, working toward. Being able to drop a trouble maker like a rag doll is just a side benefit.
OKAY! I'll behave myself!
The first (or perhaps second) Zen Patriarch.
We didn't quite make it to the cave of the first Zen Patriarch. There were signs that said it was only 600 meters away. Then, 600 meters later, there was another, and then another, and so on. When we were cartain we'd arrived, and I'd sprained something, we were only at the gift shop that wasn't even the half-way point! Daruma's cave is that teeny dot about midway between the tree in the foreground, and the giant Buddha at the top of the mountain. Perhaps we'll try again in another life? -Or not.
Each of these is the final resting place of one of the Chief Abbots. Alllll the way back to Bhodi Dharma.
There were so many T shirts with very unfortunate english slogans. I was surprised to find one on my wife. (I suppose I am her boyfriend, though.)