Tak Bat on the Mon Bridge in Kanchanaburi
Tak bat refers to the Buddhist practice where monks beg for food to eat. For Buddhists, giving alms to these monks is believed to be the best way to build merit, so many people offer money and food. In Korean Buddhism, alms giving is banned out of respect for the monks' authority and consideration for other religions. Because of this, the alms giving processions you only see in Buddhist countries like Thailand and Myanmar feel incredibly unfamiliar and exotic to me.
The Mon Bridge itself has such a unique charm that it's an attraction in its own right. However, Thai people, including the friends I came with, visit to offer alms during the procession that starts at dawn. Tourism centered around someone's personal religious beliefs is something I've experienced before, but it still feels fascinating. On the flip side, I probably look like an absolute alien, just sightseeing out of mindless curiosity.


We stayed up late last night talking about the "acceptable boundaries of physical contact between male and female friends in Thailand," so I woke up late today. I heard we had to leave before sunrise at dawn to catch the alms giving procession. Perhaps out of consideration for me, we headed out at 6:30 AM. The problem is, I was still so sleepy. I already need a lot of sleep, and since I went to bed late, I demonstrated the amazing skill of walking while nodding off right here in Thailand. I really wonder how other people manage to cut down on their sleep.






I guess they weren't kidding when they said we were late. At the entrance, many people were already walking around with the food and flowers they bought for alms, and the vendors at the entrance were almost sold out. It seemed like the procession was already over. The procession itself is only meaningful to me; for them, the act of giving alms is what's important. Even when buying a single package of food, they choose it as carefully as if they were picking out their own meal, and then they buy flowers to go with it. Whenever they buy something, they always include one for me. I'm so grateful that they always take care of me like this, letting me actively participate instead of just watching.











When you give alms, they chant a Buddhist prayer for you. It seems to be a blessing, and everyone receives it on their knees with sincere gratitude.



Remember the guy who was shouting yesterday, telling everyone to come watch him jump off the Mon Bridge tomorrow? He actually does the jumping performance. It looks like it would really hurt if he jumped wrong, but he dives every 5 minutes. It's the most fascinating and completely free performance I've ever seen. However, crawling back up the bridge after the dive looks incredibly exhausting.




We moved to the market, where people were lined up waiting, saying the alms giving procession would be arriving soon. Since it wasn't early morning anymore, I thought it was over, but apparently, the procession starts at the Mon Bridge, circles far around the village, and is on its way back. The tension rises as people who look like officials clear the path. People wait with bated breath for their arrival. To a foreigner, the procession might just look like monks taking a walk. But the people gathered here didn't come just to watch the procession from the sidelines. They gathered to personally offer alms, so they eagerly wait for it. When you actually see the alms giving procession, it's quiet, without any music. As soon as they receive the food, they put it into the rice sacks next to them, so it's hard to understand why people are so tense and expectant. I suppose it's a noble feeling that I, who just came to take a look, can't quite grasp.


