I arrived at Paro, Bhutan with an open mind and heart. But from the moment I stepped off the plane, my senses were immediately tested by the magnitude of the Himalayas that surrounded me; the aroma of the impossibly crisp air; the sounds of an unfamiliar language, lovely and gentle.
My trip began with a crash course in the history of Bhutan. Accompanied by my guide, we sped along a bumpy, curved road to our first stop: Thimpu. I quickly learned that Bhutan did not have roads, a postal system or...