Apr 05, 2010
Aug 30, 2010
We were awoken in the car ride by the announcment that we had arrived at the Temple of the Rats. Nervous and a little excited we a off to see the sights, but first we had to lose the shoes. Please keep in mind that it is a smoldering 42 degrees out and the ground is stone, those conditions create some hot feet. A little info for everyone, the temple is full of and dedicated rats. All rats everywhere, rats of all size and shape, rats of any color though the white rat is favored for the belief that they bring luck, and even dead rats which were also pressent through out the temple. Followers enter the temple hoping to be lucky enough to have their feet walked on and to have a glimps of the elusive white rat. Upon entering, try to imagine what you think a temple dedicated to live rats would look like, and then multiply it by ten and that is what we found. The multiply by ten is to account for the smell, and the pigeons flying to close to our heads for comfort. We lasted about thirty seconds felt very proad of ourselves. As we turn to leave we were accosted by a young man whom had moments earlier asked for a photo with us, this time he wanted to be facebook friends. All of this would have been fine and well had he not been between us and the door. Sensing our aprehension he moved outside to a lovely scolding area of stone in direct sunlight. Thank you for thinking of us, facebook friends forever my ass. This conversation allowed us to see one of the followers eat food that had been "blessed" by the rats. By blessed I mean eaten, climbed on, pooped on, peed on, you know that means it is holy and above all else clean!