The hike for today was a little easier as the group moving like a train up than down those steps. The big rock hanging there was part of a local folk story about their deity had stored rice inside this mountain so that when the farmers did not have a good harvest season they can live off it. I thought of the rock as a big grain of rice.
At the Top
On the second day, we moved to a Hoa Hao Temple and the sleeping arrangement was similar to last night, concrete platform with straw mat.
