Monastery of the Sacred Sword.
At one time, Preah Khan combined the roles of city, temple and university, with over a thousand teachers and a thousand dancers living here. This temple is in the grand-circuit and a bit of a distance away. I am glad we visited it, despite our guide discouraging us.
It has the perfect blend of ruins and structure, chaos and order, rubble and reconstruction. This is the temple that will haunt my memories forever.
I could linger long in Preah Khan. And pretend I’m King Jayavarman VII for whom this temple was built. But it’s getting late and my guide is fidgeting.
"We have no lanterns, he says, in our carts. And we must leave before the hour of the tiger." - Pierre Loti, 1901
As you drive to the temples, you will pass by lots and lots of others - small and big. Don’t stop. Don’t be tempted. Above all, don’t let your guide bully you.
The final post of my Angkor Series (10 of 10) | Photos and text by VJ Singh | Far/Back | January 2012. All rights reserved. Check out my previous nine posts, as I re-lived some amazing travel moments.