About these Pakistanis; there are many children looking cold but happy, impassive adults burning scavenged brush wood in a gesture against the cold and a few venerable patriarchs in rags. They have less survival gear than me but they have had a lifetime of toughening up. They will survive. I wonder where they are going in their earthprobe? Probably some outlandish county where the women have bare faces and the men shave!
The taxi takes the passengers to the first village in Iran; neat adobe houses and businesses nestled at the bottom of a deep canyon. The Italian and I continue in a mini-bus and we press on between snowy peaks and through postcard villages. In the empty fields, herds of camels graze.
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