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Although it was partially cloudy, it was still extremely hot for me back in October 1, 2011 when we visited Khao Takiab in Hua-Hin Thailand.
Khao Takiab also means chopstick hill. I took this photo up the hill where both Chinese and Thai religious objects are located. This obviously is part of the Chinese display. Unfortunately I am not an expert to talk about what’s on the hill, I only like taking photos of what I see.
More photos coming up on my next posts.
Meaning literally “chopstick hill” Khao Takiab is dominated by a 272 m high headland that juts out into the sea. It is clearly visible at the southern end of Hua Hin beach. If you approach the hill this way, you are rewarded with the sight of a 20m tall Lord Buddha statue and there are other religious figures, both Thai and Chinese, at the summit, together with a statue of King Rama V. The hill is also known as “Monkey Mountain” due to large numbers of monkeys (macaques) that are resident there. Whilst not really fierce, care should be taken when they are around as they have a habit of grabbing and making off with anything that takes their fancy, especially handbags and cameras. It is probably better not to feed them as the larger males can sometimes become aggressive if the bananas have run out.
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She was too far away from where I was. I wanted to call out and buy lollyice from her that day.
Walking miles of sand daily, just to earn a few bucks perhaps so that she can provide her family food on the table. Whether in Philippines, Malaysia, or like this in Thailand, women (and men) like her is a common site on beaches , sometimes even when the sun doesn’t shine.
So the next time you see one…buy something from them, will you?
I took this photo from the poolside. I was supposed to join that water aero class (we were on vacation so why the hell do people do this?!) that morning but I woke up pretty late! And no I didn’t regret not being able to join in
Besides, the instructor wasn’t a hottie…ha ha ha! just kidding!!
proj. 365: 24
A Timid Flower Views Spring
On a timid flower fell a gentle shower
With the eternal warmth of Spring’s caress
In every droplet falling on the flower’s top
In splashings of saintly, serene tenderness.
And of the rain, fresh, sweet rain
That softly fell from the heavens above
The flower drank as though to thank
The Spring for such affection and love.
‘Spring, ‘ said the flower, in that magnificent hour
When the warm sun brightly shone again,
‘I would have died, ‘ the flower sighed,
‘Were it not for your so kind gift of rain.’
Then pausing a second, the flower recokoned,
‘Spring, ‘ the flower spoke, ‘Thou are to me
As woman to man and man to woman
As they to each other are, so thee are to me! ‘ – Carl Harris