Bhutan – Day 9: Tiger’s Nest and Paro
Our tour guide persuaded the hotel to serve us breakfast earlier than they usually do so that we could leave for Paro Taktsang at seven o’clock. We did not go directly. Instead, we made a small detour to catch a glimpse of the sacred mountain Jomolhari, as well as Drugyel Dzong. An interesting fact about the latter is that it languished on UNESCO’s tentative list for many years until Bhutan completely dashed its chances by completely reconstructing the ruins.
Also known as the
Tiger’s Nest, Paro Taktsang is one of thirteen so-called “Tiger’s Nest caves”
associated with Guru Padmasambhava. It is said his main consort and disciple Yeshe
Tsogyal could take on the form of a tigress and carried the guru to the cave on
her back. In the cave, Padmasambhava carried out rituals to subdue local
spirits inimical to Buddhism, opening Paro Valley to this religion. The
Bhutanese tend to trace their history precisely to this moment, and the temple belongs
to the most sacred in the country.
Our ascent to the
temple was not all that horrible. True, we overcame some 600 metres of
difference in altitude, but since we began early in the morning, we did not get
too hot. We also benefitted from the help of a local dog, who led us through various
shortcuts until we emerged from the woods by the café. Being at the temple was
less scary than I imagined it to be. One is never walking directly above a
hair-raising drop since the temple is built onto the cave floor rather than
being stuck onto the face of the rock.
After our visit to the
Tiger’s Nest, we ate lunch and continued to the National Museum of Bhutan,
which stands right above the Paro Dzong. The museum is a nice and cosey size,
going into just the right amount of detail to keep visitors interested. Among
its highlights are multiple masks used for ritual dances and Bhutan’s taxidermised
wildlife. From the lookout near the museum, we also spotted a plane gracefully
descending onto the airport.
Finally, we tried on
some of Bhutan’s traditional costumes by the Paro Dzong. I picked out a
beautiful red and golden combination that made me feel very elegant. The group
then split. Some stayed to shop while others went back to the hotel by taxi. I
had quite an interesting conversation with the driver spanning Bhutanese
sympathies for Ukraine, the return to normal life in Bhutan after the pandemic,
and the Bhutanese education system. However, it seems the shoppers had an even
more interesting time: just hours after a day spent praying, and just minutes
after buying a golden stupa to fix their daughter’s bad karma, a couple in our
tour group found that their daughter had conceived after ten years of vain
attempts.
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