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two extremes—it is perceived either as a paradise on earth or
as a country completely isolated from the rest of the world and
trapped in a time warp. Neither image is true. But it is true
that Bhutan is like no other place in the world. Its spectacular
natural beauty and pristine environment, its fabulous architecture
and living spiritual culture, and its wise king whose unique
philosophy of governance measures the country’s progress
and development not by its gross domestic product (GDP) but
its gross national happiness (GNH)—this is the stuff of which
legends, and romantic flights of fancy, are born.