Our Last Day In Bhutan
One of the best things about traveling to other cultures is people watching.
It was the first prayer wheel I had ever seen with an umbrella
Bhutanese chilies are really hot
This is the oldest temple in Bhutan
Part of it’s magic, this orange tree is always bearing fruit
Robin spins the line of prayer wheels
Ah, the missing nuns. Notice the socks each one is clutching
The Lama asked if he too could have a pair of socks. Robin was delighted to oblige.
Heading home from the temple
Up the hill to the Uma
Enjoying our last views of the valley
This amazing singer, Lhamo Thinley, came the night before we left to be recorded. A stunningly sweet and soulful voice
Khenpo Tashi came to breakfast
We stopped by to visit with Sonam.
Sonam Yangkee was back from Bangkok where she had gone to purchase items for their new guest house.
Her husband, Tshewang Norbu, took us out to see how the construction was coming
Then we went to the Paro Dzong
At the top of these stairs is a 21 Tara shrine
Kutira has a thing about being photographed with ornate doors
The monks got in on the act
The building at the top is the museum where Khenpo Tashi works
Now we are heading out of Paro to the boarder town of Phoentsoling
It was a six hour drive.
We drove for a long time through the valley
Then we started climbing. It was a hard road, but full of beautiful surprises.
After a good long sleep at Hotel Druk we bid goodbye tp Pelden and Dorje
Lama Tashi is ready to be our next escort
The gate between Bhutan and India
The bridge is in India, we are heading for Salugara, a five hour drive.
Lama Tashi is one of Kalu Rinpoche’s monks from Sonada. He brought the monastery car and driver to pick us up, a six hour drive.
On the road we spotted a monkey brigade
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