This evening the cafe owner invited me along to see a festival in the town he lived in. It was the usual trial of 10 or so locals carrying a portable shrine around the village, in this case a lake. What was different was how traditional it all was. Even ropes used to hang up things was handmade in the traditional styld. Men carrying shrine were crazy drunk, but ceremony once portable shrine got to main shrine was very austere. Great way to cap off my time in the region!