I’m finally uploading the last set of Bhutan pics from my camera. Before I start on the turkeys.
Speaking of turkeys, some natives, probably already irritated at being mistakenly called Indians fed a group of starving European illegals a turkey and pumpkin and corn on a cold New England fall afternoon. Fast forward a few hundred years and we’ve given the world Trump. Beware of unintended consequences. Happy Thanksgiving.
Back to lovely Bhutan.
Notes from Dad 