by Tim Girvin | Oct 22, 2007 | Diary
K U Z U Z A N G B O L A . . .. Bhutan. There must be a reasoning for exploring this place. And for me, there is – and it’s one that stretches back decades. I’ll not get too far into it here, in terms of the specifics, because over course of the days,...
by Tim Girvin | Oct 22, 2007 | Diary
Ă‚Â Aloneness (10.22) | Chele La Pass, Kilagompa Nunnery I have this journal from 2005. I’d started it there on the presumption that I’d be taking that to Bhutan, finishing it in 2006. But I couldn’t put the trip together, given the complexities of...
by Tim Girvin | Oct 22, 2007 | Diary
CHELE LA PASS | The wind, the prayer, the moon We were late, because we keep stopping; there’s clearly a lot to look at; surely much of it I’d known about — but seeing it, it’s wonder making — driving up into the interminable mountains,...
by Tim Girvin | Oct 21, 2007 | Diary
In the blazing heat of the midday sun of Delhi, I’d explored the tombs of Humayn, preserved under the Aga Khan preservation trusts, as well as the UNESCO archaelogical and global cultural treasures collections. Like Angkor Wat, the site is slowly being restored,...
by Tim Girvin | Oct 21, 2007 | Diary
India. Delhi. Day one. 10.21.07 The one and most powerful opening character is surely the people. Spending the day with them, watching them, walking among them — mostly the profoundly impoverished, there is still a kind of savoring of what they are, what they...
