Today we went to Disneyland since Stacie is in town and it was pretty fun.  We have lived in California for a little over a year and have been to Disneyland almost half a dozen times and it is always an interesting time.

It is funny how all types of people from all walks of life come to Disney.  From grandmas to emo kids there are all there and functioning in relative harmony. But there was a group that I was not at all accustomed to seeing, a large group of monks, in full monk orange robes.  It was pretty interesting to watch.  I saw them mulling about in different areas and looking pretty laid back.  They did not talk to each other very much, just kind of stood around and watched people.

A little while later in the evening I was waiting for Kelly and Stacie to finish in the bathroom and here came the monks shuffling around the corner.  There was about six of them and they proceeded to walk right into the women’s restroom.  I started chuckling to myself and prepared for hilarity to ensue when the monks realized they were in the wrong bathroom, but they just walked out nonchalantly and went to the proper bathroom.  There was no look of embarrassment or anything.  They didn’t respond to the extremely confused women who were walking into the bathroom they just walked out of it was as if nothing had happened.

As we drove home I could not stop thinking about that peaceful look on those monks faces. I though “man, there has to be some sort of deep theological application to this.” But I am not that smart. I did come to one conclusion though, monks are cool. I wish I was cool like that.