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Bhutan was such a wonderful journey - inside and out. I know I will not be able to convey its totality in these pages, but I offer these images and some writing and encourage those of you who love to travel, to visit before Coca Cola gets there!
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Bhutan Continues...
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These mischievous young monks were adorable. Their job is to fill the butter lamps, and just like all boys, they kept getting in trouble playing with fire.
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Butter sculpting for their altars. Each of the thousands of temples have exquisitely ornate sculptures made with butter, enshrining Buddha's teaching.
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Meditation on the edge. This is the door to one of the meditation rooms. One step too far and into the abyss you go! straight down for 3,000 feet.
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We had the right papers, I'm glad to say.
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Monastery built into the mountain top. These goats followed us 4 km down the hill to have lunch with us.
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It is vast and silent up here.
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Each exposed beam is either painted or carved or both with auspicous representations. And not just the monasteries, most homes too. Everyone paints.
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I wish I could show better details - but it is astounding, the extent and craftsmanship. Lions, Lotuses, Dragons and a multtude of Divine Dieties.
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Padmasambhava, or Guru Rinpoche as they lovingly call him, painted on this rock with water driven prayer wheels spinning inside the chorten - Om Mani Peme Hum - Om Ah Hum, Vajra Guru Peme Siddhi Hum - Compassion and the Diamond Thunderbolt of consciousness.
On the right - Trees and moss along the way.
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Prayer wheels line up inside and outside of every Monastery - to be turned as you enter and exit.
And one of the many prayer walls in Bhutan.
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