in the spirit of my first few posts, i’m including some visuals that are interesting and from far-flung hilly grassy sky-high places. let us adjourn to another dimension.
We begin in the city of Kathmandu, Nepal. this is a temple.
A street
Now we will follow these sombre-looking fellows out of the town and into the mountains of Bhutan.
As we climb the hillside we go through tired flags, we see nets hanging from trees. you start thinking about a Dalí painting you remember seeing in a museum when you were a child, but you can’t quite place it. Hieronymus Bosch? no, too delicate. but you snap a photo of it anyway and wonder why you’re feeling sad as your eyes linger on the greyness of the nets, the thinness of the trees.
but come now, you spot across the way huddled little cottages against the side of the cliff. your destination!
closer
almost there
and you make it, winding along the rugged path and through the flags to a warm supper.
