A trip to the happiest place on earth

What a waste.  Last year Oct, I went Bhutan with Lili, and it's a very blog worthy trip.  When I came back, I was very inspired to write a short story based on our trip.  I actually started writing, but it was tedious, and my momentum died very soon.  Now, half a year later, I not only don't feel like picking up where I left off, I don't even feel like blogging about it like my usual travel posts.  

So here I am, trying to concentrate on what strike a serious chord in my heart about the trip.  I hope I can express my emotions adequately, to give justice to the effect this country and trip has on me.  


Bhutan is a very unique country.  Could it be that the King saw what urbanisation and industrialisation do to culture and land, that the country's development is purposefully controlled?

View of the country from the aeroplane:

We took up a tour package with one of the largest agency of the country, Drukasia.  Our guide and driver, whom I will write about in the later posts, picked us up at noon, took us to the hotel then lunch.  That late afternoon, we visited the first few of many temples to come.

Statue of Buddha Dordenma atop the hills.

This was also the week of Thimphu Tsheche (religious festival).  Attendees sat in tents to listen to the prayers and lessons.  

 View of Thimphu valley (town) from a photo point on our way down from the hills.

12th Century, oldest temple of the capital of Bhutan

Our hotel was in the city center, where there's a temporary festival market bazaar.  

View of the bazaar from our hotel room

Day 1 ended flatly.  A long day due to the early start at SG.  On our previous trip to Bangkok, Lili and I discussed emotional issues at day 1 dinner; I was expecting that to happen on this trip too, but we didn't.   But of course, there were 6 more days to go...