A Dream in Two Mountain Countries

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There is something familiar about the mountains of Bhutan. They rise like Icelandic peaks, high, peaceful and inaccessible in places, but here there is a special silence. No billboards. No noisy traffic. Only monks walking between monasteries and children on the school road in orange turbans. When I asked a local why there were so few visitors in town, he replied with a smile: "We want...