Share I didn’t really have much of a community growing up. I lived outside of a town, and there were people in that town of course, but my family was isolated from any real sense of connection to most people … Continue reading
He was showing us, the rare foreigners who had come so far to visit him, his treasure. And in this place, all I could look at was his shirt. “Ski Gatlinburg.”
ShareFeeling very satisfied, since one of my goals had already been accomplished in the first twenty minutes of being in the Nubra Valley, I happily returned to the car with not-too-great shots of my first sighting of a Bactrian camel. … Continue reading
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ShareDescent. That really is the only word to describe what it feels like to leave one of the highest motorable passes in the world (at 17,582 feet) and move slowly over terrible roads to the “valley” that sits at roughly … Continue reading