Here’s some photos of the countryside, old temples, houses, and a mill with a water wheel, all sights I saw on a road trip I took — one I have absolutely no memory of.
Drive on the left
Assorted structures
Temple
The sign on the right says, "Welcome!"
Temple from farther back
Mill with water wheel
No idea what was powered by this overshot water wheel. Likely it was machinery, as they probably didn’t have access to wheat in this area during the era this wheel was used, and nobody grinds rice — except for me, when I ground some in a coffee mill last week. It cooks really fast when it’s ground, but it doesn’t taste so good. The coffee grinder reduces it to the consistency of cornmeal or Malt-O-Meal, and although it cooks about as fast as couscous, the texture just doesn’t feel right in the mouth. It was just an experiment, anyway. I was hoping the grinder would make a finer flour, but no such luck.
