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Bhutan Redux

A Girl At Bhutan

A Boy At Bhutan

We were walking a particularly desolate stretch between two monasteries in Bhumtang when we passed a little village house. This brother-sister duo stood in a little field behind (what I presume to be) their house. They had the most charming, carefree smiles and were soon exchanging our names - in proper English, no less!

p.s. It sure feels nice to be published.

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