Some people like to bar-hop in their free time, but shamash likes to temple-hop. A self-proclaimed "bohemian god-seeker", I’m hooked on the smoke of incense, the buzz of gold-on-red lacquer, and the high I get from watching the dancing street dragons.
-photos by shamash
What pageantry! There’s the main temple down by the dock, but my favorite is a quiet KwanYin temple set back a ways from the main drag. During the week of Chinese New Year, the tradition is to burn paper money so that the smoke rises to your ancestors in the Other World. They, in turn, bless you with a prosperous new year. Elders give money in small, red envelopes to their children, and offerings of flowers, fruits, and candles are placed at the altar.
One of my favorite pastimes during this time of year is chasing dragons down the streets of Chinatown
Salvador Dali once said, "I don't do drugs. I am drugs. Take me, I am hallucinogenic."
For me, Chinatown
It will always take it, and it will always make me high.