the tea stall on the border of India waiting for a brilliant idea ten cups of chai later, reading a map almost nodded out for a nap wanted to visit Bhutan as a world traveler and the fan twelve years planned the visit but on the border without a permit from Mumbai to New Jalpaiguri the Gitanjali Express didn't hurry crossed India from west to east the train ride was a visual feast arrived at the north-east gateway connecting four countries within a day just sat in a tea room now stalled sweaty with the squirts and appalled had been there all alone a man with a bald head like a dome sat for some chai and rice a friendly look on his face ask if he spoke English but he could only speak a bit yet understood my plan offered to take me to Bhutan being a Buddhist lama there he even paid my bus fare to enter by the city Phuentsholing the city of Bhutan's queen and king passed through the Bhutan Gate festooned with dragons paintings high up on a Himalayan foothill the monastery like a jewel revealed he took us up in a Suzuki van the elevated view was like heaven visited his Karbandi Monastery the beginning of a new story Buddhist lama & Christian priest are likewise the earth's tourist tuned together by the universal sign no wise person could malign 2.8 10/10
Tsultrim Dawa
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