Luang Prabang and its monks
Before I go to a text more personal, here is
article I published in La Presse Wednesday, January 12, 2011
about the monks of Luang Prabang. Laos: The Quest morning monks 48 hours in Saigon
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Isabelle Ducas, Special (Luang Prabang, Laos) It's six o'clock in the morning. The indigo sky begins to fade, the mist still clings to the branches of tall trees that overlook the quiet streets of Luang Prabang in northern Laos. In the beginning, there are silhouettes of dresses draped orange advance silently in single file. Buddhist monks, heads shaved, go naked feet, accompanied by dogs frolicking at their sides. On the roadside, women kneeling on mats open their baskets round and prepare to lay a ball of sticky rice into the alms bowl of each monk worn over the shoulder. Younger are entitled to a treat: a banana.
- At dawn, there are monks, draped in orange robes, who advance in silence, Over India, in Luang Prabang. Women kneeling on mats lay sticky rice dumplings in the bowl of each monk alms door shoulder strap.
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