This weekend we had Blessed Rainy Day, which is a day when you bathe in the rain to cleanse yourself of sins. It was a day of baths, prayers, picnics, and hilarity. My friends and I went for a hike to a monastery in the rain.
I think since getting here my taste has changed in several ways. As much as it is great to be independent, blah di blah… it’s not awful to have a guy who can help you do handy stuff around the house. Bhutanese men take this to a whole new level.
As my friends and I stepped into a clearing during our hike, we could smell freshly cut wood. We approached a handsome, smiling, young man carving a large piece of wood with a machete. We asked him for directions and then as we were leaving, threw in, “and by the way, what are you making?”
“My family forgot to bring a ladle for our rice, so I am making one.”
I guess what I am trying to say is, if this small family-oriented society in the mountains had a Brawny commercial, there would be no sexy blonde man wiping down your countertop with a paper towel, then picking up a small puppy. Paper towels are hard to come by and rabid puppies, not so cute.
However, there would be a smiling man in the middle of the forest carving a four-foot wooden ladle to feed his entire extended family a gigantic pot of rice.