I forgot to blog this on the 24th, like I did on my site.
I’m writing this late. I forgot to write about it until I looked through my phone’s camera. For the 16th and 17th, I went with some relatives to the temple in Stockton for New Years. It was the first time I went there. The temple was nice. It was a big area. There was a lot of walking involved. There were many things to see. I really liked all the statues that were there. They were colorful and beautiful. There was a lot of people and there were also police officers patrolling. There were also people who were not Cambodian, so that was cool to see. I don’t know if they had relatives who are or if they just wanted to see the festivities, but it was nice to see others taking an interest in the culture. There were a lot of people taking pictures and filming, so I didn’t feel so weird taking pictures. When I went to the temples in my neighboring cities, I was afraid to even take out my phone to take pictures. I snapped one or two because no one else was doing so. I thought we weren’t even allowed to since no one else did so.
Anyways, there were food sales, processions, dancing, and other events. I didn’t stay long enough for most of them. There were booths set up for selling food, beverages, snow cones, Khmer DVDs, and whatever else that was being sold. There was a monk procession. In all honesty, I don’t know what it was for, but I’m thinking it has something to do with a blessing or a worship. Maybe it had to do with an offering or a donation. I’m not really sure. It’s too bad that I didn’t bring more money with me! All that walking made me tired and hungry! I think I gained at least ten pounds from eating the food that I ate. There was also dancing. People were gathered around in a central area and danced to music. I think it was mainly the elder adults who went to dance. It was nice to be there. I don’t usually do anything for New Years. The last time I celebrated or attended a celebration was when I was 13 years old. I hope to be able to do so again next year. I want to go again.