My favorite moment of the trip was when we all put our prayer flags on the top of the world. It all started in Bhutan. We went on a trek across the Druk Path. We were hiking at altitude, which meant is was about 14,000 feet above sea level, which made everything much harder. On the first day, we went up to a monastery and a very kind man gave us all a box of apple juice. The apple juice was the best box of apple juice I had ever tasted. The apple juice was the best I had ever tasted, because we were tired and a lovely heap of sugar tasted like the best thing that would ever go into our mouths.
Later that day, we were at our campsite and stormy looking gray clouds were rolling in. The sun kept trying to peek through the clouds, so when it did it would create spotlights of the mountain tops. So, when the sun shone on the monastery, it looked as though the monastery was in the spotlight. It was beautiful.
On the second day, a dog from the first campsite came on the hike with us. We named him Pema. Pema means lotus flower in Bhutanese. At lunch with Pema, we gave him our leftovers. He only ate the chicken, everything else wasn’t spicy enough for him. That is what you call a Bhutanese dog.
The third day was the one where we hung our prayer flags above the world. Prayer flags work like this…you find the highest place you can and you put the prayer flags up. Our amazing guide, Dorje, gave us all pens and we wrote our names and a message about our family on a white prayer flag and then we would tie one end to one spot and the other end to another spot. We all read each other’s and learned the special meaning of each other’s prayers. We looked down and we would think, “boy, are we high” and we looked at each other and thought, “what a lovely family we have, I am so proud of what we have accomplished.” I have the best family in the world. I love my precious mates.