Last day before trek

I decided to visit the large temple above the town. it took some thoought as the cab ride was about 30$. But it was worth because the human activity when added to the lavish art and architecture created the feeling of calm and wonder that was the goal of its creaters 700 years ago, although they surely would not imagine all the photography going on. I had to participate so I kneeled in front of a monk and recieved a blessing, and then shook the sticks and chose one which told my fortune. When I read it I realized that fortune telling makes no sense for an old man. My fortune has already happened, I guess I could still be blessed with a long life.