Prayer

After yesterday's geographically challenged meanderings; south not north, darkened walkway to sinking island, an unexpected temple and kindly old woman offering directions and warnings that the path not taken would have led further into darkness and a pack of wild dogs which claim the territory...another temple laced by the stench of stinky tofu, stinky and delicious to be fair...my nose is attuned to it now, my feet magnetised towards stalls...and my compass still malfunctions when faced with a map. Normal service resumed.

So today less walking, no tofu, another temple...