Bhutan and its treasure-chest tourism can go ta hell. This is definitely going down on the travel-destination list. As usual, one can always rely on southeastasian guru Sarip to sniff out these magical mystery hideaways. Ah, I can picture it already in my mind’s eye: golden sunshine sifting through the palm-trees… turquoise waters lapping at the shore… powder-soft sand battling with the breeze… plump andaman lobsters crackling on a grill… gallons of imported mexican beer flowing through a tap… shooting pool with Ron Jeremy… Jenna Jameson kissing my ass (literally)…
