After touring the ruins of old Bagan, our guide picked us up with a big grin on his face. "I have a special treat for you," he said. "The villagers are honoring the local monks with a festival and we are invited."
The streets were lined with people displaying elaborate bowls of food and trees of paper money. Giant puppets followed the monks down the streets. To me, the happy faces of the children, is what made it a "treat". Their laughter was contagious.
The monks rely on the generosity of the people to survive. What they received that day would provide them money and food for several months.
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