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[caption id="attachment_10694" align="aligncenter" width="1024"] Prang Sam Yot, Lopburi[/caption]

Prang, in architecture, is a tower-like spire, usually richly carved. It's a common Hindu and Buddhist shrine element from the Khmer Empire. In Thailand prangs appear only with important Buddhist temples. They were adapted by Buddhist builders around 1350 - 1767 in the Ayutthya Kingdom and 1782 - 1932 in the Rattanakosin Kingdom. ~ Source

It's the annual monkey party in the Thai countryside of Lopburi.  Prang Sam Yot is famous for being the party venue every year. Those prangs teemed with monkeys when I arrived. I stood opposite while deciding which entrance to approach.

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  1. Have fun in the festival. Great capture.

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  2. Thanks for the information about the Prang. I hadn't heard that word before.

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  3. A new word! Interesting design.
    ROG, ABC Wednesday team

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  4. wonderful P post. learned a lot today.

    happy may day.

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  5. Great word for P and I love the shot. Carver, ABC-Wed. Team

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  6. Very interesting ! looks quiet special to European eyes !

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  7. Wonderful and interesting place.

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  8. An interesting bits of Thailand, syang di ako nakarating dyan when were still in Korea.

    P is for Pizzaroni
    Rose, ABC Wednesday Team

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