

Issyk Kul Lake, Kyrgyzstan
It feels like I'm in The Truman Show. Everything is just a bit too perfect. The perfect rows of identical chalets, the perfectly set table, the perfectly made up room. The perfect little yellow sand beach with perfect sun loungers and parasols reached by walking down the perfectly cobbled uncracked walkway.
Are there little hidden cameras watching my every move? Are the smiling wealthy locals (the first with any type of wealth I've seen) all actors and I'm th...