Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Prasat Phnom Rung



    Did I say the overnight train was an excellent way to travel?  I wasn’t lying.  It was excellent at 5 pm, 8pm, even 1am.  Around 2am, when I was still awake, it felt a bit less excellent.  Same at 4am when we were supposed to get up and get off.  Also at 6am, when, still without sleep, we finally made it to our stop.  Oy.  The upside is that I had lots of time to catch up on the posts from Isan!  
    So, Phnom Rung.
    Prasat Phnom Rung, a Khmer Temple in the Buriram province of Isan, was built between the 10th and 13th centuries A.D. on top of an extinct volcano.  (“Phnom Rung is from the ancient Khmer “Vnam Rung” and means “vast mountain.”) The most famous Khmer temple is Angkor Wat in Cambodia.  But that temple, while far better known, is a later iteration of this temple and a couple others in Thailand.






  Prasat Phnom Rung is on the very outskirts of Thailand.  How close to the border?  Well, that horizon line is Cambodia itself, so pretty close!












Because it is so far out, very few people visit the temple.  School children (at least those in the area) are required, however, and we saw a few classes.  Other than that, though, there were times when we were 4 of perhaps 10 people in the temple complex.
 [An aside: as for the school children, we, or at least the girls, were definitely more interesting to them than the ruins.  My sister and brother had warned us that a) Thai people loved children and were very physically affectionate with them- they would rub their cheeks, kiss them, grab their arms, etc. and b) Western children, especially blue eyed like Tess or pale like Kaia, were fascinating to them, even more so the further from Bangkok we travelled.   We’d seen that to be true in Ko Pet, but these kids and their teachers brought it to a whole new level.  We came upon one group that was taking a class photo in front of the temple.  Then they noticed us.  I’m not kidding when I say they were like a swarm of bees.  They literally ran over to the girls, cooing and pointing and began blatantly snapping pictures of them.  Then one of the teachers gestured that she wanted to take a picture with them.  The same thing has happened several times since- not just kids but adults taking pictures, pointing, wanting to touch them, etc.  The photo to the above left is of people taking a picture with the girls.  They were just random folks at Wat Pho who saw Kai and Tess and asked to pose with them.  The girls know it is innocent, but it has taken some getting used to!]
    The Khmer who built this temple were Hindu, and Phnom Rung was dedicated to one of the supreme Hindu deities, Shiva.  His image and symbols can be found through out the temple ruins.  
The temple and its sanctuary represent the mountain Kailasa and Shiva’s pantheon and symbolize the center of the universe. 








Homemade Viagra!!
  Shiva is, among other things, a god of virility.  An…interesting local practice has grown up around this particular aspect of Shiva.  The stone in the photo to the left is clearly a phallic symbol, representing Shiva.  If you look beyond it you’ll see a hole in the ground.  When the temple was actively being used, priests would pour water over the stone and then recapture the water, now imbued with Shiva’s blessing.  They would then pour the water over the king as he stood in the hole (and the water would then funnel to another hole for the queen, and then funnel out to the crowd).  Priests no longer pour water over the phallus to receive Shiva’s blessing.  But apparently local boys will pee on it to the same end. 








 They will also pee on this bull because of its association with Shiva. (In mythology, Shiva’s lover was jealous that Shiva always took his wife into battle and never the lover.  To appease her jealousy, Shiva's lover was turned into a bull and ridden into battle by Shiva and his wife.)  Do I need to tell you what it smelled like in this particular part of the ruins?



















   The rest of the area was just beautiful.  I can’t imagine what it looked like when it was an active temple, but the ruins left even now, more than a thousand years later, exude grandeur and elegance. 






Imagine this walk lit by enormous candles, as it once was.



                


































one of the minor temples within the complex

























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