Every morning at 6am the church bells of Tuzing would wake me up.
Ding ding, ding dong, ding dong, ding dong, bong bong bong bong bong bong. Then another church would chime in, BONG, BONG, BONG, BONG, BONG, BONG.
They must turn them off at night or else I was so tired I just didn’t hear them after twelve. One night I did hear twelve bongs and twelve BONGS though. Yes, I counted them all.
So after seven mornings of this we went looking for the church. Here’s the culprit.