Naturally, this being the world-wide headquarters of Daoism, the smell of incense was everywhere.Interesting also was the gamut of pilgrims that came from all parts of the Asian world. Some were in street clothes, some in the monk-like garb that Westerners associate with Buddhism, the close cousin of Daoism. There was one, trailed discreetly by family and sect members, that was going through a moving contortion exercise akin to the Pentacostals in the Protestant world...only he didn't stay in one place, but had a mission to make it from point A to point B within the compound. Seeing that he was on such a personal journey, I took photos from a discreet distance. Some would argue that I should have abstained altogether...
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