Today I travelled to a temple about 3km out of Thong Sala. It’s 600 years old and is the oldest temple on Koh Phangan. On the way my faith in the generosity of the thai people was replenished when an elderly couple picked me up in their ute and dropped me at the path that wound up a hill to the temple.
While taking photos I was approached by the head monk who lead me into his home and prayer room where we prayed to Buddha (a little strange). These English guys then joined me. We all shared tea and chatted while he showed us his many photo albums. Flicking through them,we came acorss photos of him hanging out with JK from Jamiroquai. In JK’s kitchen, garden and sitting in many of his cars from his amazing collection. Apparently they go way back and are good friends. Weird!!
