Friends I Made in Bhutan

I have read many times that Bhutanese are the friendliest lot. Honestly I can't vouch for the two legged ones. I barely got the chance to converse with many besides the monks and our driver Kenchen. I think monks are cooler than the regular people there. Well, being in the accompany of gods does have its own merits. On the other hand, the canine community was surprisingly friendly to us. Let alone bark, they never for once ignored our friendly attempt to have pleasant conversations with them. And it was absolutely delightful. So I hugged them, pouted with them, rubbed their bellies, patted them and brought back a bagful of wonderful memories that will stay with me for the rest of my life. Man's best friend anyone?

Aren't I the cutest one: En route Thimphu

Eat. Sleep. Repeat. But do keep your eyes half open when weird looking strangers come to photograph you: Same place

Yes I am the God of Changangkha Lhakhang. But that doesn't mean I can't enjoy a little belly rubbing from the crazy lady: Changangkha Lhakhang courtyard

Yes if you rub my belly I will tell you the right direction to the monastery you are hiking to: En route Tango Monastery

Who the hell is Kanye West mofo? I am the coolest one: Tango Monastery

Yes I came straight out of Narnia. Yes you may take my picture you ugly mortals: Dochula

Yo baby we are the promiscuous ones: Chime Lhakhang

I poop in the middle of the road. And when they come looking for the culprit I pretend to be contemplating life: Paro

We are the guardians of Taktsang. We liked the crazy lady so we let her cuddle us: En route Taktsang Monastery

Yes yes we shall discuss about the pressing socio-economic issues and all. But first feed us the biscuits dude: Paro