When I would walk for alms in the village of Lay Myay in upper Burma there was a fellow who used to spread his clothes on the ground for me to walk on. Eventually he started following me around and once was even grabbing my legs so I couldn't walk, so some of the villagers took measures to keep him from pestering me. This video is of me walking back towards the cave after collecting a bowlful of food, circa January of 2011.