800ms from home

I'm not very good at this whole blogging thing.  However, since I couldn't find any bloggers in Bhutan (atleast some with quick Technorati'ng); I'm going to do a little "stream of consciousness"...

- Paro is an International Airport; I'm fairly sure Druk Air doesn't even have any domestic routes.  The landing is truly amazing, hard sharp turn right, left, right ~10ft away from the mountains and live power lines.  Smooth flight, too cloudy for decent overland pictures.

- Bringing two passport-sized photos was a waste, no one wanted them.  The same women collecting visa fees moved a few doors down to the Bank of Bhutan once everyone clear customs.

- Tourists on our flight are either Indian or Japanese

- Labors are building a cement/rock wall around the airport - by hand.  Plucking out large rocks from below, axing them down to size and mixing cement.

- Originally I thought our driver was taking a backroad or shortcut to Thimphu, nope the main drag really is one lane with limited passing and plenty of constant turns.  Standard protocol of tapping the horn a few times for blind turns (plenty).

- The parallel river is roaring a nice stream

- The mountains immense, like being @ the bottom of Donner Lake looking up @ the Tahoe's, but much larger.

- We're listening to (what I think) is a mix of modern and semi-old Bhutanese music.

- This truly is a country where once "destination resorts" take over, it's game over. Flee why you can!

- Only shop ad's I see are for Pepsi and Neste

This entry originally written on the mini bus over to Thimphu.