View with a Loo
A recent exchange of New Year greetings turned to travel undertaken in the year elapsed. How it veered towards the lack of relieving areas for ladies escapes me now, but we were soon discussing the perils of an impatient bladder in the vast habitation- and foliage-free landscape of Ladakh. Strangely enough, while a certain travel group appeared to have experienced uncomfortably lengthy periods of self-containment, my friend and I managed to leave a distinct mark pretty much where & when we wanted to. Once again, it entirely escapes my memory why these sites were considered subjects of photographic interest (there was talk of slippery ice and bumping heads, but I can’t really say with conviction). Here they are, regardless.
En route from Pang to Sarchu