The soles of his feet are breathtakingly inlaid with 108 mother of pearl depictions of Buddhist holy symbols. The craftsmanship of the work is stunningly intricate. It’s the longest I’ve ever stared at the feet of an inanimate object. It is also, unfortunately, the longest I’ve stood at a choke point and been inundated with a constant flow of tourists. I felt like a rock in the middle of an Asian salmon stream.
