My Visitation to a Buddhist Temple

On the day of Sunday, February 21, 2015, my young man and I were invited to join our champion Megan Truong and her family to the Buddhist Temple to follow Tet Festival. Tet Festival is the biggest annual rejoicing of Vietnam in the first eld of Lunar New Year. During these days, passel wel light a late coming year with adept health, lucks and success. The holiday is very graphic symbolicular for Vietnamese families to reunite and sustain together. This is the time for family reunion, for festivals, and for people to father love to their loved virtuoso.\nIt was six-spot cardinal at dark when my admirer Megan called me to go all oer to her house. When my boyfriend and I got there, my friend Megan and the kids were dressed in their tralatitious enc mucklehe. This traditional clothing is called, áo dài, the áo dài is a Vietnamese national costume, at one time most commonly faltering by women. It is a tightfitting silk tunic worn over pants. Áo classifies the i tem as a piece of clothing on the upper part of the body. Dài gist long. My friend Megan tell I should try one of her áo dài so we could all go to the temple dressed up. She gave me a two pieced clothing morose in baby pink. As I try on the dressed, it was very comfortable and behind to put on, it was silky and limit through.\nWhile everyone was waiting for me to come out of the bathroom, I intented at myself at the mirror and I thought to myself, oh I look pretty good. So I come out of the bathroom, everyone utter I looked pretty in an áo dài, and that i could look like a Vietnamese girl. After that we took a lot of photos.\nIt was seven thirty at night, it was time to pop off the house. My boyfriend and I brood ourselves and follow our friends car on the way to the temple. When we got to the putting surfaceing there were no space to park because there were a lot of cars. My boyfriend dropped me off at the entrance while he park the car a mile away. While we were p ass together, I looked at the temple named it is called...