civ et.:
i've been on a bus for 2 hours, thinking the site was only 10 miles out of town. someone has lent me a bike. i will cross this bridge.
civ et.:
the thai archeology commission probably rebuilt this with tiny bricks, slapped some mud over the whole thing, and spilled coffee on it to make it look old.
civ et.:
i've followed the road out into the jungle. i have no idea where i am. i am being chased by cattle.
civ et.:
this is my favorite building, composed entirely of reasonless vertical elements. after this i follow the "trail" up a hill until it disappears. in a wooded clearing i hear the sound of rain. but it's not rain. it's a RIVER OF ANTS.
civ et.:
let me tell you how this elephant feels. it has to stand around all day in front of a big pile of food that it's not allowed to eat until you, the customer, purchases it and places it in its prehensile trunkflaps. this elephant thinks capitalism is reta
civ et.:
master, how do you want us to pay tribute after your death? with nothing?! ok let's take the two upside down bowl things and put a square pedestal on that and put a circle on that and then stick a pointy thing on that.