Category Archives: The Start

On Route

Its  nearly 3am in the morning here in New Delhi Airport as I wait for another few hours to catch my flight to Paro, the only international airport in Bhutan.  Only one airline services Bhutan and that is Druk Air.  I got my transit visa thru India at the last minute.  I had a trade show in New York for the last three days prior to flying it.  It was beneficial to me but I’m not too sure how good it was for business.

I was spoilt on the last night by Ash and saying goodbye was one of the hardest things I’ve done.  I have to get to work now on confirming his travel in May (or so).

Looking forward to touching down, traveling the hour or so to Bhutan’s capital Thimphu, were I hope there is a bed for me to crash in.  My boss is traveling in on the same flight.  The accommodation details are vague at best but I’m leaving it in her hands to get me to my place.  I was informed a couple of weeks ago that the accommodation has a “disco” in the basement, which the company was unaware of when booking it.  I’ll see what it’s like, frankly the way I feel at the moment it could be a 24/7 rave and I couldn’t give a dam, I’d happily snooze thru it.  I’ll can change location if I need to in the coming weeks.

Thimphu has a population of approx. 90,000 peeps and growing.  It’s so small I’m told everywhere in the City is walking distance.  It is reportedly the only capital city in the world that does not have any traffic lights.  They installed one set of lights a few years back but were removed due to the level of complaints.  The people found them too impersonal.  Other than that, I know a river runs thru it.

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It Starts Here

The job was posted last October, I got my stuff together (Ash and I spending ages writing and re-writing a cover letter) and I got it out the door.  I hear back a month later that I will be interviewed as part of the first round.  Tick Tock, Tick Tock.  I get a call a month later at 22.30.

“Niall we are ready for the interview, why have you not dialled in.”

“Hmmm” I quickly figure out who is on the other line.

“but I haven’t heard a word from anyone since my last interview”

We sort it all out and I interview.  A month later I got the job and I’m Bhutan Bound.  Did I think I’d get it when I applied, not a hope. How was I when was eventually offered it……mixed emotions really.  Very excited, exactly what I want to do but leaving Ash, after moving to New York only 8 months ago to live together, pretty sad. I wanted to be over the moon but I couldn’t.

Its too good an opportunity to miss but that won’t make it any the easier.

So I get my crap together, woolly socks (check), hiking boots (check), thermal knickers (a must).  I’m meant to leave March 5th, flying New York to London, London to New Delhi, New Delhi to Paro (Bhutan).  I researched last week and found I will need a visa to enter India as when I get to the airport I have to leave the transit area to get my bags off the carousel  to check in for the next flight.  This is turning out to be a mission.  You have to wait until 15 days before you travel to India to get a transit visa.  I applied last Monday at the visa office here in New York.  Wait time for processing ……two weeks, the lady said I should have it by tomorrow.  If not I have to reschedule my flight.

Bhutan Bound…….Maybe not just yet.

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