Escaping from all the drinking and revelry, Anthony and I fled our hotel on the first weekend and went to explore Lanshan a bit.
Our peace didn't last long. A teacher was soon dispatched to come and chaperone us, but it wasn't bad at all. We went to look at Lanshan's only real historical feature, a tower with adjoining temple on the edge of town.
I'm afraid I have no real information about it - there were no signs to give any - not that I'd have been able to read them, and judging by the trees growing out the side of the tower, conservation and tourism is not too important here.
We had a great time climbing it though, praying to the buddhas at each level. In the temple below we shook a can of sticks, and whichever one fell out had a particular meaning. Mine told me I was very lucky. Guess I am.
Rather bizarrely there was an elephant-shaped slide outside the tower. Don't ask why. I though it was cool though, so took a photo. Views from the tower will follow this post...
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