At around 6 pm we were having gin and tonics in the cosy bar. I wandered into the dining room to confirm numbers and add a table to our reservation. The staff were erecting a Christmas tree, which was MUCH too tall for the ceiling. What a contrast – a decorated tree against the backdrop of old Buddhist paintings on the wall. Balloons seem to be a big part of Bhutanese Christmas trees.
Christmas day some of us relocated to Thimphu where Matt and Lucy were staying at a friend Mark's luxurious home. They had invited some of us for turkey dinner. Long story . . . but Nancy, the director of the BCF had received a Thanksgiving turkey from His Majesty and had saved it. In a large, modern kitchen with a fancy oven, we cooked all day and had a wonderful dinner. Lots of wine from the duty free shop. Luckily I had not discovered this earlier in the year, or I would not have had enough cash to live on. Yum. Four desserts.
King's Cake :) |
Post turkey lull |
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