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.