The following morning we were off again
back up to the Dochula Pass and this time the weather looked promising. These prayer flags were just strung across
the valley and had to be taken.
Ian helping Geoff take yet another shot
of the mountains.
The views were absolutely stunning but, having taken so many the day before, I limited myself to just a few.
We then drove on to Paro which we think
is relatively new due to the nearby airport.
It’s like a toy town with its identical looking rows of shops, catering
for the tourists more than Thimpu.
After a nice lunch we went to, yes you’ve guessed – another dzong which looked remarkably like all the other ones. Don’t get me wrong, they are fabulous structures but it really is a case of “when you’ve seen one, you’ve seen ‘em all”
Then on to a very old monastery there this
chap was taking the easy option of just sitting and spinning his own personal
prayer wheel, whereas the lady was doing the hard slog round and round all the
wheels in the compound.
After that we stopped at a farm to “interact”
with a traditional family. The light was
fading and the interaction consisted of grandmother (baby strapped to back)
giving us a betel reddened smile and then disappearing whilst Tenzing showed us
round her house.
Most houses are two or
three storeys high and seemingly quite large but in the centre of all of them
is a prayer room, so all the living etc quarters are fairly narrow rooms around
the outside and once again the stairs are very steep.
On the first floor roof these lads were
bagging rice
The cows are incredibly beautiful but appear to have very short legs.
