What’s a Wat? A Cambodian Tale

Praeh Ko, Siem Reap, Cambodia

Posted February 26, 2020

The Shampoo Mantra

Steve with all his hair (no cut for six months)

Lather, rinse, repeat.  After 35 years of marriage, I just learned that my husband, Steve, actually lathers, rinses, and repeats.  I thought everyone knew that those instructions are just to sell more shampoo. Right? Or maybe it’s me and I have bad hygiene. I never “repeat”. Or maybe it depends on how often you shampoo, or how dirty your hair gets?  

Yes, traveling long term with very limited supplies you learn some new things, like how much shampoo someone really uses.

Anyway….

The Bathroom Sink

As I hand-washed my shirt, bra, and underwear in the hotel bathroom sink for the sixth day in a row, kneading and swirling to get adequate suds, that phrase,  “Lather, Rinse, Repeat”, popped into my head and stuck. It’s so blazing hot and humid in Cambodia that after only an hour (or less) in the great outdoors, it’s necessary to strip down and wash out everything that was touching your body. And I mean everything.  It’s the kind of hot and sweaty where you can’t even stand yourself. 

Wat Explained

Preah Ko, Siem Reap, Cambodia

Angkor Wat is the most famous of the ancient Khmer temples in Angkor Archeological Park, and a Unesco World Heritage Site. The word “Wat” is borrowed from Sanskrit meaning ‘enclosure’. The term has varying meanings in different regions, sometimes referring to a specific type of government recognized or large temple, other times referring to any Buddhist or Hindu temple.

“Good” Spirits lining the entrance to Angkor Thom

Over a week’s time we visited eighteen Wats throughout the greater Siem Reap region, some as close as a fifteen minute drive, others as far away as a one and a half hour drive. Every temple had unique and amazing attributes.  

“Pleeeease Buy From Me”

The vendors at each Wat are ruthless in their pursuit to get visitors to buy their wares.  Numerous vendors, ages five to fifty, swarm us as we disembark from our Tuk-Tuk (a small, open air “chariot” pulled by a motorbike, very common in SE Asia).  Walking the miles of red dirt, dusty temple paths, I hear, “Hi Madame, pleeeease buy from me. Two for one dollar, or five for two dollars”.  

Banteay Samre, Seam Reap, Cambodia

No thank you.  

“Maybeeee later.  You think about it.  You come back and buy from meeee.  Come to my shop. You look”.  

No thank you. 

“Ok, then, you stop by lateeer. You promise? You come to my shop lateeer.” 

No thank you. 

They walk along with you, sticking like glue and leaning into your face, often blocking your way, and typically repeating their pleas for twenty or thirty feet before finally giving up. 

Melting:  A Fashion Statement

Praeh Ko, in front of woman’s temple. A non-sweaty me. Turns out I don’t take pictures when I look like death.

Yesterday it was 99 degrees with 87% humidity.  And what’s really bad, as I have mentioned, is that I’m not great in the heat.  I show the heat. No poker face for me.  After only a few minutes in the strong Cambodian sun, my face is dripping sweat and I look like I’m about to die. There’s no hiding it.  I look much worse than I feel. So, one look at my face and the vendors hawking cold drinks come in for the kill. Oh, and the vendors selling fans.  I’m a walking, sweating target. 

Buyer Beware

Bakong, Siem Reap, Cambodia

I know these vendors are only trying to make a living.  And sometimes I do buy a cold drink (but I already bought a fan in Thailand back in October). 

Prasat Kravan

We’ve been warned to not buy from children, since it discourages them from attending school if they can make money off the tourists. Probably half the vendors are children.

A Pretty Picture

Banteay Samre, Seam Reap, Cambodia

Now that I’ve painted such an enticing picture of visiting the temples of Angkor Archeological Park, including walking miles of dry, dusty paths, being badgered relentlessly by vendors, and sweating more than you thought possible, I must tell you that it’s all worth it.  

Tasom, Siem Reap, Cambodia

Walking through the ruins, many of which are partially or completely restored, with the history, the artistry, the architectural design, and the sheer magnificence is so worth it.  Visiting is worth all the sweat one could muster and all the dust one could walk through. No question.

Time to Prep

Prior to our arrival in Cambodia, I’d read some advice suggesting we visit the Angkor National Museum before visiting the Wats, so that’s what we did.  We learned a lot about the history of the ancient Khmer sites, as well as architectural elements to look for while touring the Wats.

Angkor Wat, Siem Reap, Cambodia

The temples of the Angkor Wat Archeological Park were built long ago, between 900 and 1200 AD. Many were built as Hindu temples, then changed to a Buddhist temple (and vice versa), depending on who was reigning at the time. Unfortunately some beautiful carvings are scratched out due to these changes over time, but most remain intact. 

Many temples were not discovered until the 1970’s or later. These hidden gems hold great pride for Cambodia, and many have been (or are being) carefully restored and preserved. 

The Plan

Baphuon, Siem Reap, Cambodia

Because of the balmy conditions, our plan of attack was to buy a seven day pass and spread out our visits in small, half-day chunks, rather than going hard all-in for one to three days, like most people do. 

Banteay Srei, Seam Reap, Cambodia

So with our pass in hand, we visited eighteen Wats over six days, taking only one day off to give my knees a break.

There’s tons of steep and uneven stairs, lots of ups and downs over large stone building blocks, and plenty of ducking down required due to low door thresholds of the ancient, much smaller people of the time.  

Steve banged his forehead on this low doorway moments after reading the warning sign. Bad enough to scab up. I made him pose for this picture, to his horror.

Each day we’d decide on the next day’s itinerary, schedule with Kim, the sweet tuk-tuk driver that practically lives at our small hotel, and off we’d go. 

Yeah, sure-sure

Kim, our Tuk-Tuk driver, and his two kids

Kim understood more English than he could speak. It worked out pretty well most of the time. One phrase he used quickly and often was, “Yeah, sure-sure”. It was a way to acknowledge and/or agree, but over time we realized it was almost like an automatic response, and didn’t necessarily equal comprehension. Even so, Kim was a great driver and was able to give us good recommendations, making our trips to the Wats memorable and special. 

And we especially appreciated his bright, tropical variety of shirts.

Cambodian Tuk-Tuks

Cambodian Tuk-Tuk’s are unique, unlike any we’d seen in SE Asia.  Most Tuk-Tuk’s, including Kim’s, consist of a motorbike pulling a covered trailer with two padded bench seats facing one another. They can turn on a dime, but don’t go particularly fast. They are loud and don’t have shock absorbers, so the ride can be pretty bumpy.  

Our “ride” for the week (Cambodian Tuk-Tuk)

Using the Tuk-Tuk as our primary mode of transportation was great fun. The Tuk-Tuk’s open air nature is heavenly (no exaggeration) as we rumbled down the road, the wind cooling our sweaty bodies.  I felt more a part of the city and countryside touring around in a Tuk-Tuk, as opposed to an enclosed van or bus.  

Lintels, Doors, and More

Lintels

I’m a devoted lintel fan. A lintel is a structural horizontal block that spans the space or opening between two vertical supports, typically over a door or window. We saw stunning examples of lintels at the Wats. 

Banteay Samre Lintels, Siem Reap
Preah Ko Lintel, Siem Reap

The Trees

Ancient trees wind in, out, and through the ruins of Angkor Wat Archaeological Park.

Ta Phrom, Siem Reap, Cambodia

Doors

So many doors to choose from.  Sometimes the Wat architects would create a fake door- that’s how much they liked their doors. 

Standing Strong

Over and over we saw examples of door frames still standing intact with the surrounding structure crumbled from centuries of neglect, weather, and disuse.

A Rich Red

One of my favorite temples was Banteay Srei. The temple was created using the local ruddy red dirt, giving the buildings and carvings a beautiful red richness. Simply breathtaking. 

Monkey Guards at Banteay Srei , Siem Reap, Cambodia

Reliefs

Angkor Wat is home to massive sandstone relief carvings.  The carvings are six feet high and span over 600 yards of wall, comprised of several galleries covering the entire outer walls on all four sides of the temple. The carvings are incredibly detailed, representing eight different Hindu religious and historic epics.  

Angkor Wat Reliefs, Siem Reap, Cambodia

The east gallery is decorated by the most famous of the bas-relief scenes at Angkor Wat, the Churning of the Ocean of Milk, depicting the beginning of time and the creation of the world. This Hindu creation story is revisited over and over throughout the Wats in the park. 

Churning of the Ocean Milk (creation story), Angkor Wat

Almost every temple in the Angkor Wat Archeological Park has amazing carved reliefs, including ancient carvings of apsara dancing woman, intricately carved columns, and Sanskrit writings

Entry Gates

Some of the sites have acres and acres of large and sprawling grounds filled with towering trees of many varieties. Such sites have magnificent entry gates on all sides, miles apart from each other. 

Angkor Thom Entrance
Stone statues line the road to the gate.
One side lined with good spirits, the other with evil spirits.
Banteay Kdei Entrance

Faces

The Bayon temple is best known for its large number of faces sculpted on its stone towers.  While most towers contain four faces, some only have three, and one tower only bears a single face. Amazingly, it’s the same face depicted on every tower. 

Originally there were a total of 49 towers, decorated with large carved faces looking four directions. Now 37 towers remain with close to 200 faces. The largest faces are just over 8 feet high. It’s a mystery as to what (or who) the faces of Bayon represent. Bayon was first thought to be a Hindu temple, but was later discovered to be a Buddhist temple, which only complicated the speculation. 

Whoever or whatever the face represents, I get a peaceful and serene feeling gazing at it. The repetition of that face, over and over on each tower, looking out in multiple directions to the jungles beyond the temple grounds is unforgettable. 

Bayon, Siem Reap, Cambodia

Wins and Losses

Wins

Finding an absolutely lovely hotel, with a pool, complimentary breakfast, and helpful hosts for $22 a night. 

Seeing Cambodian life from a Tuk-Tuk. Lots of school kids riding bikes and the occasional cow.

Seeing monkeys in the wild at several temples.  Mom & dad, teenager, and baby monkeys playing, grooming, and hanging out.

Monkeys blocking the entrance at a Wat

No mosquitoes to speak of- definitely unexpected. No need for the deet!

Close up encounters with water buffaloes. ❤️

Uncrowded temples due to tourism downturn as a result of Covid-19. Bummer reason, but good for us. 

Being back in a country with plenty of monks. I love seeing the monks going about their day.  

Losses

Spending more money in Cambodia than we’d budgeted due to Angkor Wat Park fees, daily Tuk tuk tours, and elevated food prices in town. Still cheap overall, just not as cheap as we’d expected. 

Pub Street: who could have guessed Cambodia would have a major party street named “Pub Street”? Touristy and party-centric. Not our scene, although we did find some good restaurants. 

Having to be more and more cognizant of Covid-19 developments. We’ve talked with several fellow travelers that have had their flights cancelled (connecting through Hong Kong, for instance) or are otherwise making travel adjustments. As noted in my last post, we’ve decided to head to the islands in southern Thailand for two weeks (instead of a month) and added fifteen days in Spain en route to home (rather than visiting Laos, Malaysia, or Bali).  We’ll be lighting in Seattle on March 18 and couldn’t be more thankful for the amazing adventures we’ve had so far. 

Chai, Monk in Training

Posted November 3, 2019

Wat Chedi Luang, Chiang Mai, Thailand

Chat With Monk

Steve spotted the sign, “Chat With Monk”.  And yes, that’s exactly what I wanted to do.

We’ve seen monks all over Thailand and Myanmar in their distinctive orange robes, walking in town, on the bus, in restaurants, and in Wats (Buddhist temples).

Monks are a mystery to me. They seem very private and keep to themselves. Now was my possibly one and only chance to actually talk to a monk and get the inside scoop, direct from the guy in orange (meant with the utmost respect).

Wat Chedi Luang

Majestic Wat Chedi Luang

We were visiting Wat Chedi Luang, in Chiang Mai, Thailand, when we seized the opportunity to chat with a monk. 

There were six round teak tables under a free standing shade canopy in the chat area. One monk sat at a table in front of a huge wall map of the world.  He was the one and only monk there. He sat in his orange robe, draped over one shoulder, with the other shoulder bare. We walked over and sat at his table, in the shade of the canopy.

Monk in Training

Beautiful Wat Chedi Luang

The first thing I noticed was his youthful look and huge smile. I asked him if it was o.k. to ask his age, and he said, “that is a question that is common”, so I assumed that was a yes. He told me he was 18, and he was a Monk in training. 

So Young

Chai decided to become a monk when he was only eight years old.  He was born and raised in Myanmar, in the upper northeastern region.  Chai was surprised to learn that we had just come from Myanmar yesterday. We had spent 4 nights in Yangon. He said he was from the far northeast of Myanmar, far from Yangon.

Giant Buddha, Wat Chedi Luang

So, at the young age of eight, Chai left his family to live with the monks. He has been a monk in training for the past ten years. Ten years!

I wonder if he even remembers a life before becoming a monk.

Chai has lived at Wat Chedi Luang, where we were chatting with him, for the past five months. Monks move, live and study at different wats, with different teachers, as part of their training.  

It’s incredible that Chai came to Thailand from Myanmar just under two years ago knowing only his Burmese dialect. He had to learn Thai, and is now learning English (and he’s quite good). In fact he was reading a copy of The Secret Garden when we stopped to chat with him. It was a learner copy, with some Thai text on the bottom of each page, to help him along.

Tough Circumstances

White board filled with Buddhist widsom

Chai said many monks go to the university, but he cannot attend the university because he is not Thai.  He said his current teacher, a Monk, has a degree in Philosophy and Psychology from the Chiang Mai University. His current teacher filled the entire white board in the chatting area full of Buddhist wisdom, titled “Chat and Share”.

One corner of the white board

I asked if he would want to go to university in Myanmar, since he obviously valued education and couldn’t attend in Thailand.  He told me he couldn’t do that either, because he is not a Burmese citizen. That surprised me because he had told me he was born in Myanmar. He explained that he is Shan. Shan are an ethnic minority in Myanmar and he is not considered a Burmese citizen, even though he was born in Myanmar.

Wow, what a wake up call to be chatting with someone in such circumstances.  Although he was only eight at the time, perhaps that factored into his decision to become a monk, with his limited options in Myanmar. I’m not sure someone so young can understand their place in a restrictive regime, but just maybe he or his family did. 

A Happy Monk

Entrance to a temple at Wat Chedi Luang

Chai seemed very happy with his decision to be a monk.  He explained that monks always have the choice to stay or leave. He said that now that he is age 18, he has made the decision again, as an adult, to stay. I wondered if monks are typically committed for life, once they start on the monk path.  He said some men are only monks for five minutes, one month, one year, or some are forever. And it sounded like there is no stigma if someone should choose to leave the monkhood. 

Young Monks

Close-up of incredible detail, Wat Chedi Luang

I asked about the number of monks at the Wat.  Chai said there are 50 “full” monks, and 200 young monks in training.  Once he is age 20, he will be a “full” monk. So that means that 200 of the monks at the wat are under age 20.  Wow, sounds like monk recruiting is going quite well.

Sunrise Donations

I wasn’t up at dawn….this is a stock image

Chai explained that the monks live on only donations and have no possessions (other than books to study and bare necessities).  They get up before dawn and walk the streets of their community, each carrying a bowl for donations.

Buddhist devotees believe that offering alms secures them good karma in this life and the next. They also hope to bestow good luck on deceased family members by donating to the monks. As the monks pass by in the early morning hours, people put fruit, food, and money into their bowls.  Whatever Chai gets in his bowl, he can keep for his needs. 

The Cafeteria

I asked if the Monks have a cafeteria at the wat compound. I did think about whether I should use the word cafeteria, since it’s kind of a big word, and I’d been careful to use simple words as much as possible in our conversation. Chai looked confused and wasn’t sure what the word cafeteria meant.  I explained that a cafeteria is a large room where the Monks eat together. And now Chai has a new word. You’re welcome. 

Reclining Buddha, Wat Chedi Luang

Chai told us that people from the community volunteer to cook lunch for the Monks every day at the wat. Turns out Monks do not eat after midday, so their meager breakfast and community lunch are it for the day.  No wonder most monks are so slender.  

Fast Friends

Ribbons hanging in Wat

I had read that women need to be very careful to not touch or accidentally brush up against a monk. It’s best to not even sit next to a monk on a bus or train, if possible. I had also read (I thought) that it’s not good form to take a monk’s picture. 

By now Chai, Steve, and I had chatted for close to 45 minutes.  I’d shown Chai pictures of where we live in Seattle, we showed him our city on the world map, we talked about snow and why it’s expensive to live in California and New York, and I showed him pictures of my kids and pets. 

Buddhists worshiping in Wat

I felt like we were fast friends. Chai was so personable, open, and quick to smile. I really, really wanted a picture of Chai, so I went ahead and asked, “Is it ok to get a picture of you?”.  He smiled widely and said a big, “Yes, of course, it is fine”, which surprised me, but made me very happy.  I guess all my efforts to avoid taking a monks picture were unnecessary. Who knew?

The New Monk

The “new monk”….staring at his cell phone

By then another young monk, who I’ll call the new monk, who didn’t seem at all interested in chatting, had joined the table.  The new monk sat consumed by some videos on his cell phone (I’m guessing even teen monks need screen-time limits – haha). Chai suggested that new monk snap a picture of us. 

The Picture

To orchestrate the picture taking, Chai told Steve to join him on his bench.  He made it very clear that I should stay on my own, separate bench, that had a gap of a few inches from his bench. It was important that I stay a safe distance from him.  I wonder if he can hug his own mom. Probably not, and I didn’t think to ask until after we had left (but I did find out that he sees his family regularly – and had just seen his mom last week).

No way…. this serious guy wasn’t Chai
The retake …. with Chai smiling

The new monk took our picture and handed me back my cellphone. I took a quick peek at the picture, and saw that Chai hadn’t smiled.  He looked so serious and not like himself at all. I felt we had enough of a rapport that I chimed right up and said I really wanted a picture with Chai smiling, since he has such a nice smile.  He smiled at that (of course), and agreed to retake the photo. 

Good Karma

I’m so very happy that I had the good fortune (karma?) to meet Chai today. I have a new perspective and understanding of monks, their life and deep commitment, kindness, and their pursuit of nirvana. 

It is an experience I will never forget.