Where We Be
Standoff on the stairs -- the dog runs
if the monkey charges and vice versa
Colorful lions stand guard on either side of the thunderbolt
Shops line the edges of the temple complex, chock-full of stuff to buy
Many doorways in Nepal are intricately carved and beautiful
Offering of lit candles at Swayambunath
This "celestial thunderbolt," emblematic of the destruction
of ignorance, stands at the top of the eastern stairway
Not sure of the significance of this "stone garden"
Gorgeous 7th century statue at Swayambunath called the
Dipanker Buddha carved from a single piece of stone
Tiny statue in a niche with devotional candle
Even the smallest icons attract devotion
Swayambunath stupa is enclosed in scaffolding,
and Buddha looks none too happy about it
The steep eastern stairway leads up, up, up to Swayambunath
Swayambunath Monkey Temple, Nepal
The Monkey Temple is located on a hill near the
ring road that encircles Kathmandu. As we
climbed the steep stairs leading to the temple
we saw dozens of rhesus macaque monkeys
lounging, eating, and running around like they
owned the place. Babies clung to their mamas'
bellies and youngsters scampered along the
stair rails like teen skateboarders.

At the top of the stairs is the main stupa. A
stupa is a temple that looks like an inverted
bowl with a golden tower on top. Unfortunately
this one was under scaffolding, but that was
okay since we knew we'd be seeing another in
Bodhnath in just a few days. The temple site at
Swayambunath is lovely: it features dozens of
small shrines, statues, carvings, and candles,
not to mention curio shops exploding with
items to buy and monkey antics at every turn.

Coming early in the morning is good because
you'll find lots of locals performing morning
devotions, lighting butter lamps, murmuring
prayers, touching statues, spinning prayer
wheels, ringing bells, and making offerings. We
walked clockwise around the site, enjoying the
unusual sights and sounds and the sense of
spirituality that permeated the place.

We found a small teashop where we ordered a
full breakfast of chai, potato curry, and omelets
for less than a dollar. We were the only tourists
there at the time. The owner pointed out an old
woman sitting on a bench about ten feet from
us whose face was completely wrinkled and
beautiful and told us she was 102 years of age.  
The woman was alert and active, cracking jokes
with her family and laughing merrily the whole
time. The twinkle in her eyes was priceless.
Swayambunath Buddha rocks with his blue hair, red robe, and gold skin
Monkeys pretty much
have the run of the place