Tiger Hill
When a white tiger sat on a hill under which a King was burried, Tiger Hill was born.





We went to Tiger Hill. Very interesting place. Pretty. It's got a huge pagoda that you can't go up becuase its now leaning----think Pisa in China.







There are lots of little rivers, water falls and tons of stories about each and every well or rock. We got a tourguide to take us around. She was this spoiled Chinese princess who ended up talking about all the money she gets from her daddy.....as annoying as it was, it was hysterical as well. An entire nation of only children. It's really quite different.







There's a cute little market outside the gardens---check out the guy scultping/chipping/carving (we can't decide on a term) something.



It was a nice day, but most importantly it was the first day without rain in a whole month. It's been sunny ever since and we're very thankful for that.