It rained last night and once again we found ourselves inching along in thick mud with only about 2 feet to a sheer drop. Karma (usually referred to as Cutie or Captain Karma) got us through again. It was a distinct disadvantage being up the front of the bus and being able to see what was coming because it was scary.
We stopped a few times for refreshments or to stretch our legs but not a lot of photography was done.
Most of us are sorry to leave Bhutan, although we are looking forward to a more varied diet. And I will be pleased to travel on roads that do not require travel sick pills every day.
We are also very sorry to say goodbye to our guide, Chimi and our driver, Karma. Both have been absolutely superb. Tomorrow we re-enter India at the Assamese border.