Side-Saddle: Day 6

Hundreds of flags appeared on the road to the lake this morning. All right, hundreds may be an exaggeration, but one-hundred is by no means not even a stretch. I didn't understand their meaning. There was some connection with the pagoda to the south-east of the road, but that was the extent of my knowledge before inquiring a friend who told me they were raising money.

On my way back from the lake, these monks were pushing this large float toward a tent which I'm sure was filled with people within hours of passing. Below is a clip of the float as I passed it.