The next day, we started our riding-flying lesson. We plowed through the meadow of clouds without any problem. I looked down and saw tiny houses below. To my left was a wide water moat of the golden temple. To my right, countless stone canals, rice paddies, and water Barays.
We flew over specks of trees that surrounded the city walls. Everywhere I looked took my breath away. The city was larger than I previously thought. My eyes drank in all the sacred landscapes in awe. It was so beautiful up here. I could see golden temples in various designs, dotting the green hills and the mountains. Some stood proudly on wide plains with manicured gardens and lotus ponds.
Our winged-horses cruised through the sky, whizzing and floating past the drifting clouds. We glided in a small formation. The ho
