As always, pictures say it better so I’ll keep this brief and flood the entry with photos.
This morning we woke up at 4:30am to take in the sunrise (and lack of tourists) at My Son, an ancient holy site of the Champa Kingdom. While it’s nothing compared to Angkor Wat in Cambodia, it was a beautiful site with shrouds of mist drifing off the mountains. While they’ve cleaned up some of the buildings, many of the buildings are overgrown with plants and trees. If you didn’t know better, you’d just walk by one of these millennia-old ruins and just think it was an odd hill. Time (and American bombing during the Vietnamese war, as well as looting over the ages) has pretty much worn the place down to the nub.
Stone in the grass
I love exploring ruins… I always wonder how much of our modern civilization will be left to the ages. Not much, I’d imagine, since glass and steel don’t seem to be able to last a few hundred years, let alone a thousand. Oh well, pictures say it better…
Apparently the Cham built a building first, then carved into it later
View of the main cleared out buildings
Small pond? No, bomb crater
Temple nearly completely covered with plants
This is a linga. Yes, it's phallic.
And this is the Yoni. It goes with the Linga. It's pretty obvious what it represents...
Tags: General, tomb raiding, travel, Vietnam
