Friday, 19 Apr 2013 | Views [205] | Scholarship Entry
“Why are we doing this, it’s FREEZING!”, I whinged at Sam’s back. She kept walking, ignoring me. She was right. We were two solitary figures standing at the edge of Karakul, the highest lake on the Pamir Plateau. Ash-grey glaciers, sheer slate and snow-... Read more >
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