Bhutan is to say the least, something of a paradox. A
nation which spurns materialism to such an extent that they publish
a GNH (Gross National Happiness) index in preference to the more
conventional GDP, yet where they somewhat disingenuously charge a
minimum tourist levy of $250 per person per day and up to $2000 if
you want the genuine Buddhist experience. There are some
who are inclined to the opinion that if, as is claimed, this levy is
supposed to fund development of the tourist infrastructure, then the
roads, hotels and food should be better than mud tracks, one star
establishments with stinking toilets and flavourless sludge
respectively. Rather quaintly the
king has decreed that all Bhutanese nationals must wear traditional
dress and that all buildings must be constructed in the traditional
style. As a consequence it is all rather photogenic, helped
enormously by the magnificent scenery, abundant flora and fauna, not
to mention the famous tsechus (festivals) comprising amongst
other things, colourful religious dances and much wielding of dildos
in the faces of bemused tourists. However, as an unfortunate
consequence of this, and the "top end tourism" policy, it is
inundated with hordes of Nikon wielding, grumpy middle aged visitors
rushing around like headless chickens, attempting to "do" the entire
country in less than ten days. |