Buddhist priests (I am told they are nuns, but they sure look androgynous to me) waiting to offer prayers for visitors. One of them grabs me and shoves 3 joss-sticks into my hand. Facing the Buddha, he utters a prayer in Khmer, before asking me to stick the joss-sticks into a sand-filled container. One quickie prayer for me, done.

There is always something interesting to see at every nook and cranny ...

... that one can easily lose one's way in the maze of the Bayon.

Master jigsaw-puzzlers hard at work.