Moon cake

Do you know what the best part of the Mid-Autumn festival is? There is no work today, it's a national holiday! I know I know, you're jealous. Don't worry, labor day doesn't exist here so we're even. Tonight I plan on going to see the dragon parade in Victoria Park which is supposed to be excellent. However, I don't know how much more moon cake I can eat. Moon cake is the hallmark of the Festival and I'm not quite sure if I like it. There are several different flavors, each one stranger (yet palatable) than the last. The cakes themselves all have goose egg yokes in the middle, a white/yellow casing on the outside, and are filled with different flavored fillings of varying tastes. It is also a tradition to give them to friends and co-workers so all week they have magically been appearing on my desk. At least I know that I am loved.

Also, since the last post Becci and I went to the Temple of the 10,000 Buddhas in Sha Tin and it was wonderful! However, we chose one of the hottest days which was a bad decision as there were about 700 steps to reach the temple. The place was also a bit creepy as the monk who founded the place is preserved there. The story goes that he told his followers that if he was to be buried on the monastery grounds in a crouching position, then he would not decompose. Sure enough when they dug him up nine months later, he was perfectly intact. So, naturally they covered him in gold leaf and put him on display for all people willing to climb 700 steps to see.