Friday, October 3, 2008

Dragons, Dharma and Dzongs Part 1


The Magical Land of the Thunderdragon—Bhutan. We've landed in Paro and are very relieved. Paro is reputed to be the world's most difficult international airport to land and take off from. The narrow mountain passes require unique piloting skills, so much so, only Drukair, the national airline with its tiny fleet of only two planes, flies there. En route we saw the glorious top of Mt. Everest rising majestically above the clouds.


Overnight in the capital city of Thimpu then all aboard a new Toyota Landcruiser complete with guide, Tandin, and driver, Phuntsoh, to Palea Pass at a breathtaking 3300 meters high. Sandi strikes a pose in front of 108 stupas, built by the present queen to commemorate a battle victory over the Indians. One hundred and eight stupas are reputed to bring good luck to the 108 joints of the body. Good luck is needed for a hike at this altitude!


A typical Bhutanese meal is big—usually consisting of soup, red and white rice, sauteed fish, sauteed hot chilli and cheese, sauteed potatoes, sauteed beans, sauteed spinach, sauteed cauliflower and NO dessert. Sandi could never live in Bhutan. We are eating two dinners a day—one at lunch and the other at dinner (have to make up for the lack of dessert). Due to the amount of deep frying going on, the average lifespan of the Bhutanese in only 63 years, not surprising since the national drink is tea with yak butter, or should we say, yak butter with tea, aka cholesterol in a cup. Tim takes too long taking this photograph so Sandi tucks into the grub.


As we drive further from the capital we are surprised how grand the farmers houses appear. Many of the houses and dzongs (fortresses/castles) have elaborate paintings on the outside as in the above example. Bhutan has a population of 700,000 and around 90% of the population survive on subsistence farming alone.


The new king has spoken and proclaimed the nations' motto to be "Gross National Happiness" and set this as his major target rather than "Gross National Product". Here's one little cutie following his lead.


The beautiful Bhutan countryside.


Out on a six-hour hike visiting several remote villages we are welcomed by many school kids (in their school uniforms) greeting us in English. Although English is taught in primary school starting at the age of six, we haven't met many children who say more than "bye" and "hi"—usually in that order. Tandin, our guide, seen in this photo, does a great job of explaining the intricacies of Bhutanese culture.


Dzongs are typically built on top of a hill in a strategic position to defend the village. There are many throughout Bhutan dating as early as the 8th century. Trongsa Dzong (above) is more modern, built in the 16th century. Trongsa is a major town in central Bhutan about eight hours drive along an extremely windy and narrow road, the only major road linking eastern and western Bhutan.


Bhutan has a series of cultural festivals that run throughout the year at different times in different regions throughout the country. The purpose of the festivals are to teach the locals about the basics of Buddhist beliefs. Each dance tells a story about what to expect in the afterlife. In Bumthang (not a typo), our hotel provides an evening's entertainment with local dancers and singers. Second exciting installment comin' up soon...

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Exaggeration from the Coltart camp!!! Just wanted you to know that we watch your progress regularly and are very impressed with the wonderful pictures (with the exception of the surfer in Cornwall - possibly not the photographer at fault!!) and information.Remembering all the family holidays when Dad encouraged us to write daily diaries - he would be very proud of you! We did not think our mundane news worthy of this site so will keep it short! Looking forward to the next instalment! Love from all of us Charlie Tessa Thomas and James

Anonymous said...

WOW - I'm impressed! Fascinating country and people... no dessert? Sandi - don't you have an emergency supply of dark chocolate? Happy "Canadian" Thanksgiving - I'll make sure I eat a piece of pumpkin pie in your honour. oxorchid

Anonymous said...

Kuzo zangpo la! Sis and Tim
Wow!! I guess I can cancel my subscription to National Geograhic now. Your pics and narrative are amazing, it's like being there with you guys. I've noticed that you haven't mentioned the condition of the local "facilities", I'm sure they're as clean and comfortable as the one's back home! Tim's flying carpet has arrvied safely-- are you planning on making any more large purchases-- maybe a baby pacaderm or two? Not to make you homesick but Whistler is expecting lots of the white stuff this weekend--how's the skiing in Bhutan? Anyways, keep up the great blogs, (they're the only things keeping your Mom sane), I'm off now for another helping of pumpkin pie!!!

Legshembe shun

love from Bro and the gang

lalawoman said...

Amazing photos and narrative were incredible- we too have now adopted the motto 'Gross National Happiness' in this household.. just need to work on dumping all the extraneous baggage. I'm curious; how's the hairdryer holding up? Look forward to your next posting. Christine and Jelte

Left Behind in Richmond ... said...

We miss you, but are really enjoying reading about your travels! Great blog, great narrative! How about bringing home one of those "things" to ward off evil spirits. The only news here is that we frequently have to throw out the remains of the trough -- that's never happened before! DB is taking a year-long sabbatical from baking. Looking forward to reading about your next adventure(s) - keep it coming! Luv