This morning the sky is a sea of the bluest blue. A very welcome greeting on this special morning (which is actually not that special at all, after all it's just the first stage of the baby trek). Nevertheless, I am immediately wide awake because, despite the baby, I have a strenuous task ahead of me. At least we are high enough...
Drive to Likir - House on the Roof
A trek for babies? Today my trek begins, more precisely the baby trek, i.e. a trek for babies, because it apparently doesn't have any major demands compared to the “real” ones like the Marka trek. So for once I'm being modest, content with the simplest, and hoping to combine the pleasant with the demanding...
Monasteries in Ladakh - Direct Line to Heaven
In Ladakh you are constantly caught up in a feeling. It seems as if one has fallen out of time, this is called a dischrony. For a moment you have landed in a time that has long since passed (a feeling that I know from Burma), but the now makes itself felt. Monks, dressed in robes, the same...