Ghorno-Badakhshan, the autonomous region in eastern Tajikistan, and only accessible with a special permit, was my destination for several weeks of serious high mountain trekking on the "roof of the world", the Pamir.
Palmyra as it was and will never be again.
Travel away from tourist paths
I'm feeling good!
There is snow and knee deep I sink in the white stuff that the Rhinehessian winter so often fails me. The air gets thin and forces me to take a break. For me, who runs a marathon well under 3 h on NN, a completely unfamiliar experience. The heavy backpack pushes uncomfortably on the shoulders and scrubs at the hip. I'm hungry, and although I've been marching up six hills for six hours today, I know I will not reach my bivouac for another eight hours, if I'm fast, if I do not crash.
How I lost a competition swimming with the whale shark
The big bull elephant is only a few meters ahead of me, but he is like a ghost. His steps are almost silent and he would not move, I would have overlooked him smoothly ....
Travel to the Togian Islands, still a piece of paradise ...
And at the end drinks - Pirate Johoo!
Ceterum censeo Carthaginia esse delendam