We got to this site by mistake. We thought we were going to a Military Museum with aircraft. After a lot of weaving through small alleys and neighbourhoods, travelling much further than we were expecting, we came upon a precinct. Here in a pond, which was in dire need of having its algae problem sorted, we saw the remains of a downed US aircraft. Life in the neighbourhood carried on. We were the only visitors. Just us and a non English speaking taxi driver. He waited for us because he knew the chance of another taxi showing up was highly unlikely, and he knew we wouldn't be long, a few photos, a bit of a walk around and we would be out of there. So why do people come? We are just looking at a pile of metal and a couple of wheels, part of a plane. This wreckage in a pond was celebrating defeat of the most powerful nation on the planet. What did it have to tell us? Not much. But the journey to get there was great: a drive through ordinary streets with ordinary people out and about their business. Eventually we were taken to the Museum we though we were going to in the first place, to find it had closed for lunch. Was there a message here? I don't think so other than a reminder than in the end the People's Will shall prevail and they will do whatever it takes to get there.
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