Oscar's Bhutan

Hi. Long time no post.

Very sorry about that. I’ve been struck with a brutal case of writer’s block with the underlying symptom of having far too much fun. After the first two posts I wasn’t too sure whether the blogger life was for me but after months of deliberation I have decided, to the probable delight of my fans (hi Björk!), to get back on the blog bus and keep with it.

In planning my last posts I started to research and got far too excited about the masterpiece I would produce with many references and grandiose theories. But this got me all worked up about the quality of what I’m putting out. This cannot do. A blog is mean to be fun, informal, and not at all grandiose – I will leave that for my thesis.

My method hence fourth will be to sploosh out many words – some good, some bad – and see where that takes me. I feel like the words in the beginning will snowball into some half interesting content that I will kind of trick myself into splooshing without even realising.

A lot has happened in the last umpteen weeks. I have trekked, cycled, cycle raced, competed in a startup competition, danced, learned, been blessed by a Lama, karaoked, camped in the himalayas, thrown up in the himalayas, had an X-ray, read about Buddhism and sustainability and read some more on the parts of Buddhism one takes a lifetime to conceptualise that I am attempting to get my head around in a few months. Aaaand breathe!

So, as promised some bugs from my bathroom:

Note: “What does this have to do with sustainability?!” I hear you ask. Well, this is a real concrete example – to me at least – as to why we shouldn’t degrade what is around us in order to “develop” or whatever. The diversity of critters that inhabit the toilet cubicle a few meters away from me is, as you will see, pretty astonishing for a humble Brit/Dane. When taking a shower in the morning and the sleeping moths and butterflies ignite and peg it for the open window to escape a sodden doom, I can tell that they’re strong, virile, and happy. Do notice the smiles on their small faces. Not one part of me wants to swat my cohabiting creatures and I have a new feeling of: ‘I don’t want to do something that comprises their existence’. Anyway, here they are: