The White Temple near Chiang Rai, Thailand, is an extraordinary piece of Buddhist architecture. Although the temple shares many of the same architectural constructs found in all other Buddhist temples, this temple is dramatically unique in almost every other respect. This stunning, twinkling temple has a fairy-tale look to it that belies its deep religious purpose. Tourists in northern Thailand should put the White Temple on their ‘must see’ list of places to visit.
Archives for August 2015
While it sounds like it should be located in the fictional land of Westeros (from the hit HBO series ‘Game of Thrones’ for the uninitiated), this exquisite Victorian B&B is in fact safely ensconced within the White Mountains of New Hampshire.
When you can challenge the assumptions of your past or how it should be according to the rules of others, then you are indeed a free thinker and a free human. I’ve realized that perhaps a thinker isn’t a trained person as much as they are innately born to do so.
I’ll juggle my schedule, put household projects on hold and leave laundry for another day – what is it about summer that makes me so irresponsible??
In the dry, dusty centre of Turkey, as the first light hits a strangely sculptural sandstone landscape, a giant nylon orb peeks over tall, spindly stone fingers. Then another, then scores more. Within minutes, the dawn sky is filled with 100 hot-air balloons; a candy-coloured kaleidoscope that is as mesmerizing as the strange moonscape above which it floats. A daily occurrence in one of Turkey’s tourism hotspots.
When looking for a summer festival to conclude their 2015 Zip Code Tour, The Rolling Stones picked Quebec City’s Festival D’ Été De Quebec as the event with the most festival feel in North America.
Bruce turned to me and said as we drove off, “Young man, 68 is young, believe you me. It just keeps on getting better and better from here on out.”
A miniature face was all you could see peeping out of the blanket – two navy-blue eyes, translucent white skin and a tiny pair of pursed red lips. Mother and child seemed other-worldly; like a mirage, flickering on and off.
Feel free to grab a Viking broad sword, shield and helmet for photo ops…or perhaps an impromptu duel. If fighting to the death I would suggest using the light well balanced battle ax over the sword.
We came to a plateau with a little open field. Sitting in that field were 300 mothers holding their sick and malnourished children. It was just this overwhelming sight.