

Zingral, India
I had sung Ladakh's praises countless times to Simon even before we had booked our trip. I had cherished memories of treks into true isolation, monasteries hanging onto cliff sides, stupas littering the hills, the sound of monks chanting and blue skies like I had never witnessed before. At over 3500m high, Leh has thin air, vibrant skies and a vista at every corner. We were headed for the Himalayas and I was heading back to a place that had left an impression.
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