“A monastery of enlightenment,” whispered the old monk, his voice barely audible above the city’s hum. “That’s what they call Wat Sawang Arom.” We stood before a modest temple, dwarfed by the bustling streets of Bangkok. But don’t let its unassuming facade fool you. Wat Sawang Arom holds a history as rich and intricate as the ornate carvings adorning its gates. This isn’t just any temple, you see. It was once known as Wat Arun Prasert, a name that speaks of past glories and royal patronage. Now, Wat Sawang Arom offers a tranquil escape from the city’s clamour. Visualize, if you will, the monks moving with quiet grace through its courtyards, their saffron robes a splash of colour against weathered stone. This haven of peace stands as a testament to the enduring spirit of faith, a silent echo of a time when life moved at a slower pace, dictated by the rhythm of chanting and the gentle sway of incense smoke.
Garuda Museum
Behold the Garuda, a four-meter sculpture spreading its wings. This is the entrance to Southeast Asia’s one and only Garuda