Sunday, August 7, 2011

Is it faster to dig a hole through the Earth or fly to Bhutan?

I have finally arrived!  The trip here was by far the longest one I have ever experienced.  To put it simply, we left Boston at 6am on Saturday the 30th of August (which is 4pm Bhutan time) and we arrived at about 11:30am Monday, August 1st (which is 1:30am east coast time).  That means that we traveled for for over 43 hours!



But, when we arrived, it hardly even mattered!  Bhutan is probably the most beautiful place I've ever been, largely because of the mountains.  In fact, if you're wondering about the name of my blog, it is essentially what the pilot says when you approach the airport in Paro, Bhutan.  The airstrip is deep in the middle of huge Himalayan mountains and it can be a bit alarming... of course, it doesn't help when there are literally people on the runway so at the last minute we had to pull up and circle around again to land!



Even though we had been traveling for so long, we couldn't go to sleep when we arrived under pains of never adjusting to the time change (we are 10 hours ahead of the east coast).  When we first reached the hotel, we were told about its illustrious history housing important dignitaries and officials.  It is a beautiful building on a hill that overlooks rice patties and "downtown paro" (it's about 2 streets by 4-5 blocks).  Sitting opposite us is the Paro Dzong and the National Museum (originally a watch tower for the Dzong).



A dzong is a central part of Bhutanese society.  They were originally fortresses that the Bhutanese used to protect their lands.  Now they are used to house the government offices of each area.  They also often house the monastic body, symbolizing the important duality of secular and spiritual leadership in Bhutan.

The rest of our first day was spent walking into Paro.  As we walked into town we heard loud cheering and happened upon an archery match.  Archery is the national sport of Bhutan and is a little different from our "western archery."  Instead of a round target held up at eye level, they shoot at a rectangular piece of wood (with a round target in the middle) that is at an angle sitting on the ground.  If an archer hits the target, then the opposing archers have to do a dance in honor of his hit.  It is a great thing to watch and when they are shooting from 300 metres away, it's also very impressive!



Now, I have to go to bed and you are probably starting to get bored from this insanely long post.  I'm trying to catch up with this blog so keep an eye out!

PS The internet here is incredibly slow which makes uploading photos very difficult (except in the middle of the night!) I will update entries with photos when I am able to get better internet like in town or if I'm awake at a weird time. Sorry!

Friday, July 1, 2011

T-Minus 29 days

shirts. hiking boots. visa. guitar. extra strings. computer. ticket. visa. big coat. pictures. passport...

Welcome inside my head. I leave in 29 days for Bhutan and while on the one hand, that is still just over a month, my mind is starting to gear up for the inevitable packing adventure which will inevitably cause both me and my parents much angst. It doesn't seem to matter how much you've traveled or how many times you've moved, packing always sucks.

In case you are: a, really behind on my life or b, have been living under a rock for the past few weeks... I will be studying abroad in Bhutan for the next semester. If you haven't heard of Bhutan, don't feel bad, a lot of people haven't! It's a tiny country in Asia bordering China, India, and Nepal (and it is known as the Land of the Thunder Dragon). While there I will be taking classes at a Bhutanese college where I will be living in dorms with Bhutanese roommates and interning in a community. The idea is to immerse us in everything Bhutan for the four months we will be there.

But, until then... there's another side of that fateful 29 day countdown. The side where I am so excited that I seem to forget I still have a few weeks of work to do, one (possibly two) trips to see friends before I leave, and grandparents coming to visit. I have a lot to do before I go!