THE GOLDEN MOUNTAIN BANGKOK TEMPLE BRINGS GOLDEN MEMORIES

I see the Golden Mountain Bangkok temple in a photograph, or in the distance when I drive on the streets of Bangkok, and my heart soars with memories of a life of adventure, discovery, and freedom.

Our old home. The Golden Mountain, or its more exotic name, Phu Khao Thong, greeted us every morning from the window of our school office bedroom.

We had the honor and privilege of attending many Buddhist ceremonies in the grounds of the Wat Saket adjoining temple including the anointing of a very famous Thai pop singer into novice monkhood.

The Golden Mountain faithfully steered us home after nights spent on Khao San Road getting our Western fix and street meals of 10 baht Pad Thai. 

Golden Mountain was affecting our lives and changing us. At the time we thought our life was filled with problems of adjustment and culture shock. The anguish associated with this was far too present.

Don’t focus on the bad in your life, it will always be there; it is meaningless and unmemorable. The problems of adjustment will mean nothing to you years later.

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