Interesting thing about a monk walking. Is his mind on the destination? Thoughts of what will transpire when he arrives? Or, is he reflecting on what he just left, the morning's tak bat (see Morning Alms), or the chores that remain to be done? Or, is he simply feeling the cool bricks and the occasional flower petal on his bare feet and listening to the bird songs coming from behind the white wall? [NOTE: Image from Luang Prabang].