Hi, I'm back! Wild 6 days without internet. On the one hand, this is sometimes quite beautiful, on the other hand, I now have a lot of work and a lot to report:
First there was the highest motorable pass in the world, the KhardonLa with 5606 meters.
Diskit Then the place where I have three days, "pursued" this man, but except at telephoto length did not come up to him. Until in the last minute but still got a friendly warm handshake from him. Now I can not wash my hands ... .
90 km on a road that was closed last year for me yet. A unique experience with a beautiful happy ending: The town Turtuk almost on the border with Pakistan.
Yes, because I was in the desert? Yes! Whether these ships of the desert already the old days of the Silk Road have experienced, I do not know.
Here is His Holiness the Dalai Lama last week spent three days before "to me" after Diskit Came: The monastery in Sumur.
The Gompa was just sold by the Dalai Lama blessed silk scarves. 10 rupees the piece, or 17 cents. Because it was like the summer sales. I bought two, but given JE100 rupees. One for me, for one - I will not tell yet.
The Nubra Valley, the "Flower Garden" up to Panamik where I Ensa Gompa (monastery) high in the mountains, did not search, and found I had lost my way in almost 5,000 meters in rain almost.
A new road, which was then suddenly stopped. Like the man does not get angry: After 3-hour drive back to start ...
... and so once again back on the world's highest pass to Leh. There it was almost dark.
Now all is in detail, in order. Tomorrow I'm going to the monastery. So if you are not later than two days something I heard, I'm there became a monk.
I almost forgot: This piece of advice I have always followed, of course.
I can not even become a monk, I think of it.
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