The hitchhiker’s luck, mysterious caves for meditation surrounded by wild roses and visiting the incredible Hemis Monastery

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Kanda La Pass – 5000 m. (16 405 feet)

04.07

We get up at six in the morning, boil 15 eggs, have breakfast and pack our things. The people from the guest house turn out to be really nice and don’t want to take our money for the yesterday’s breakfast. In addition we used their bathroom, took a hot shower everyday and laundered some clothes. The guesthouse is called Zal Guest House and if you pass by Leh and want to stay in authentic home-like atmosphere this is your place. Continue reading

Entering Pakistan, traveling near the border with Afghanistan on our way to Quetta – wild, man, wild!

1 Xhushi with balochi

16.04

Around 8 o’clock our friends drive us down town and we catch shared taxi with some other people. The prices are high (around 3$ per person) for only 60-70 km. On the road we see a group of around 40 Balochi people, lined-up under the sun. We think that they are waiting for a group of white jeeps that we passed by some time ago. They looked really impressive with their “white pajamas” and Kalashnikov guns.

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Traveling like in a Persian fairy tale and our stay with the joyous Iranians

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Park in Iran

13.04

In the morning we wake in the cool park where we pitched our tent and after breakfast and making our morning toilet at the mosque’s bathrooms we go for a walk. Around noon it gets pretty hot and it is even more difficult for me to bear because I wear black dress and black veil on my head. All the day I enjoy the holes under my armpits that Mommy (that is how everyone call my mother – even my friends) made for my Iranian dress – the good thing is nobody sees them but they keep me cool.

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The good teacher, traveling through the desert and first balochi people in sight

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Landscape in Iran

10.04

We eat some breakfast and leave with the truck of Abdullah again. We decide to not enter Tabriz because our time in Iran is very limited and we saw the city few years ago. So we head directly to Zahedan – the border town between Iran and Pakistan.

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