Though Lisa claims to dislike messes, rodents, and creepy crawlies, she nevertheless seemed to enjoy this descent into the bowels of civilization...complete with a fragrance that lingered on our persons even once we re-emerged into the sunlit world.






So there's your glance inside the transfer station at the dump. A large bulldozer blocked our exit as we went to leave, and a friendly employee hopped out and told us that photos are not allowed, due to security concerns (sensitive documents incinerated here). There's no security compromises here, only a chance to see what happens too all those things we cherish...our possessions will all one day end up somewhere like this.

We finished the day tidying up at the temple, tired, I left the camera in the car. You can rest assured we've gotten our mess cleaned up, leaving the Stupas and temple presentable for your visit! Though we are diversifying our activities, our goal always remains ensuring the temple and Stupas will remain in the world for as long as possible.

As all things that are compounded are impermanent, it is our hope that you will take advantage of the rare opportunity to bask in the shadow of an authentic Tibetan Stupa, or take some quiet time in the Prayer Room (open to all faiths, even those of no faith!), all right here in the suburbs of Washington D.C..