There was only one way from Thimphu to Paro and back, when it rains landslides become a common occurance and when it happens, do what the Bhutanese do. Be patient and wait. Three hours in this case. The locals don't grumble or complain. They just find a shady spot and hide from the heat.The white van was our taxi. An english speaking driver we found in Thimphu and decided to hire him for the rest of the trip.
After a while stalls and momo (dumpling ) hawkers started appearing.
I took the opportunity to wander around a bit and took some snaps of the surroundings.
The workers clearing the soil and fallen rocks blocking the mountain road.
Finally the work was done and we drove on towards Paro.
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