the other night I was helping my girlfriend with her math homework and it reminded me of an interesting true story:
In 1994 when I went to Cambodia for the second time, I wient to the old capital north of Phnom Phen. All that is really left of what was probably a great city is some ruined temples and chedi on top of a small volcanic rhyolite domes. we climed the volcano to see the temples and met some strange and interesting people and eventually spotted a very small and sort of out of place temple.
I say small and out of place temple as it looked more like a cornish cottage than a buddist temple. So we investigated.
Inside was the strangest Bhudda I have ever seen. It was standing there in a full military officers uniform. Just like my dads British Majors uniform, sam brown belt, peaked hat and all.
So I was standing there with my jaw open when someone tugged at my pant leg. There was an old man who appeared to be the guardian of the bhudda, asking me for some alms or a few coins.
Now my Khmer was not great but I was intrigued so tried to ask him about the budda, he wasnt forthcoming, so I asked him how long he had be sitting there.
This is where it gets weird. He told me he had been sitting there for 41 years.
I asked him how old he was and he said 342 years old.
He wasnt lying, he was telling the truth.
How so and what year did he go up the mountain??
In 1994 when I went to Cambodia for the second time, I wient to the old capital north of Phnom Phen. All that is really left of what was probably a great city is some ruined temples and chedi on top of a small volcanic rhyolite domes. we climed the volcano to see the temples and met some strange and interesting people and eventually spotted a very small and sort of out of place temple.
I say small and out of place temple as it looked more like a cornish cottage than a buddist temple. So we investigated.
Inside was the strangest Bhudda I have ever seen. It was standing there in a full military officers uniform. Just like my dads British Majors uniform, sam brown belt, peaked hat and all.
So I was standing there with my jaw open when someone tugged at my pant leg. There was an old man who appeared to be the guardian of the bhudda, asking me for some alms or a few coins.
Now my Khmer was not great but I was intrigued so tried to ask him about the budda, he wasnt forthcoming, so I asked him how long he had be sitting there.
This is where it gets weird. He told me he had been sitting there for 41 years.
I asked him how old he was and he said 342 years old.
He wasnt lying, he was telling the truth.
How so and what year did he go up the mountain??