The Hanging Temple was a bit unnerving. It is a five-level temple built 50 meters up on the side of a cliff. It literally hangs off the side of the cliff. I had trouble looking down without getting a touch of vertigo. It also, surprisingly, housed one of the few reminders we saw of the Cultural Revolution: a room full of small buddahs who had their faces removed.
At the end of the day, we hired a car to take us back to Beijing. It was much faster and more comfortable than the train.
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It makes me want to go back and see everything that I missed over there...and the other stuff again. :)
you're making me miss the Nasik buddhist caves- they were so lovely- though you're are much more ornate definately made in another time by another sect- but still- soo beautiful...
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