As we entered the clouds in the cable car time seemed to slow down, the eery travel up to the Buddha just became uneasy and definitely turned a nice cruise up the mountain side into an adrenalin filled carnival ride. Once at the top Veronica and I watched an informative movie which explained the story of
Siddhārtha and how he searched for the feeling of pure being. We trekked up the millions of stairs to visit his statue, it was massive and unfortunately due to the weather it was difficult to see him entirely. It is incredible that a certain person, religion or way of living brings people from all different backgrounds, irrespective of language or belief to learn about others.
The action of opening you eyes every morning is an invitation to knowledge, for it to proceed into the conscience brain.
