168. Journey to a Magic Kingdom!
I am in flight… Royal Bhutan Airlines.
Before returning to Italy, I wanted to visit one of the most fascinating countries in the world, Bhutan! Recently opened to tourism, the Kingdom of Bhutan lives on religion and peace.
I would like to visit the Buddhist monasteries in order to breathe a pure spiritual atmosphere, one that unfortunately our country is not able to give us.
Here wealth is measured in degrees of happiness!
I look out of the window… the pilot announces that we are flying over Mount Everest, the highest peak in the world… completely covered in snow… a majestic peak that emerges from a sea of white clouds… it seems to shout its record by pointing to the immensity of the sky!
How exciting, I never thought that one day I would see the majestic Himalayas!
Today I begin my journey into the magical lands of Bhutan and Tibet and I will tell you about every moment of my new adventure. A diary I will share with you and for you!
At the airport the guide who will accompany me in the coming days is waiting for me. He is wearing traditional dress, the Gho. It is a red-burgundy knee-length tunic, black socks and big black moccasins!
A one-hour journey will take us to the hotel. We travel through forests and farms with large plantations of rice. My hotel is tucked away among the trees in a small forest,
Everything around me is peaceful. Even the smile of those who greet us is sweet and serene. In my room a wood burning stove and, under the covers, a hot water bottle. It’s like a blast from the past.
Early in the morning the driver is waiting to take us to Thimphu, the capital of Bhutan.
I spend the day as a normal tourist…museum of Tibetan cloth… a weaving school for children… a museum of introduction to the Buddhist religion… a lot of time looking for books with ancient Chinese illustrations which could be useful for a future collection.
A little shopping, as a tourist, fabrics of course! I am helped by a Monk to meditate. The monastery is dimly lit, a pungent smell of incense in the air. It is not easy, I have to let go of all my thoughts… I promised myself to come back soon… it would take weeks to get away from much of what binds us to the earthly world.
The feeling is intense… special… attractive!
On my return to the hotel, the manager tells me of a phone call from the Royal Palace. The King and Queen have invited me to a private dinner and will arrive at the hotel this evening! They knew from Manav, my partner in the New Delhi boutique, that I was coming.
Punctually at 7 pm their Royal Highnesses arrived, preceded by various royal assistants and bodyguards dressed in long black robes.A beautiful young couple, The King is 32 years old and the Queen is 22. A delightful, uncomplicated, couple. We talked as if we had known each other for some time. The Queen wanted to know a lot about my life as a designer. She is a great fan of my fashion.
I was interested to learn about life as a King. My questions seemed to be addressed to an old friend. After dinner the King left us for a few minutes and returned with a large Buddha in gold metal. It is the work of a great Indian artist, a beautiful piece of art!
We left with hugs and a promise to meet again in Florence – they love Italian art… then perhaps on to Milan for my Fashion Show.
An unforgettable meal in wonderful, hospitable company! A new emotion to add to the many of my life…
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