A couple of weekends ago me and my girlfriend took a trip out to the countryside to try to find a kung fu temple I'd heard about. We spent saturday driving back and forth along a road populated by people who pointed us to every point on the compass, and sometimes seemed a bit confused about where they themselves were living. That evening we figured we'd try again in the morning but were none too hopeful about finding it. By a stroke of luck, over dinner in the com binh dan, we found that the man sitting at the table next to us was master of the very place we were looking for! Mr Hai kindly arranged for us to visit his sect the next morning, and for his group to put on a special show for us. So on sunday morning we were welcomed by the group and they smashed things over their heads for us, lay under rocks beaten by sledgehammers, and picked up buckets of water with their eyes. Then on in the afternoon to bia hoi, kung fu karaoke and home through the harvest.....





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