Couchfish Day 46: Two temples and a spot of gardening in Luang Prabang

I wake in the early hours to an enormous clap of thunder and the heavens open. The rain pours like only monsoon rains can. Impossible to sleep, I drag the sole chair in my room to the window and fling it open. The power is out but no matter, the lightning illuminates plenty enough. The rain so heavy, it’s like a waterfall, it runs off the roof, inches f…