In our crowded student ghetto, there’s a temple back here, tucked away in about five acres of dense woods. We live in an area that is clogged with apartment buildings, parking lots, with narrow lanes disgorging thousands of motorbikes an hour into the main streets, but curiosity got me to scope around close to the trees that extend all the way up the mountain. It’s called Wat Umong.
Some of the signs are in English, and they do quite a bit of meditation training and welcoming foreigners to study Buddhism. There are men’s and women’s dormitories, for guests, as well as a brand-new, air-conditioned meditation hall. There are also spooky tunnels.