Sitting in the tall grass sipping hot barley tea from your thermos, you patiently watch the morning mist turn into a halo around the crown of a mountain. As the wispy strands of ether fade into nothingness, you notice the pointed top of a Buddhist temple poke through the veil. This fragile place of worship rests in harmony alongside the watchful mountains to which it has wed. It’s a scene that makes you draw another sip of tea and contemplate eternity. In this country that is heavily influenced by Buddhism, it’s no wonder you start thinking of spirituality.
