The Mir of Hunza, Part 2
Our reception at the Royal Palace was short and official, about the minimum of what our imaginations had conjured up; we were led directly…
Himalaya, Mountain Mama: The Hunza Valley
While Pakistan struggles with a severed submarine Internet cable (the communications ministry, apparently, had misled the country for years about the existence of a…
Trail Magic
When thru-hikers on the Appalachian Trail receive random acts of hospitality and kindness from total strangers, they call it “Trail Magic;†and when round-the-worlders…
Why We Traveled to Pakistan: Gordon College, Rawalpindi, and our search for Dr. Stewart
We did not come to Pakistan simply to wander the country for travel’s sake. That we are able to do so — to browse…
Next up, on the Rawalpindi runway…
Joshua is cool and casual in his new, custom-tailored shulwar kameez, 100 percent cotton with Chinaman collar and straight cut flaps; design and fitting…
The Mir of Hunza
Though only 600 kilometers on the Karakorum Highway, the bus trip from Rawalpindi to Gilgit, is an arduous 18-hour ascent, sometimes longer when there…
Pakistan: The Adventure Starts Now
Paris was brilliant, but it was easy — millions of gawking day-trippers stream through its polished and numerous attractions each year. Dubai was a…
Pass the Sheesha to the Left Hand Side
A creamy lump of hummus and olive oil, a silver pot of Moroccan mint tea, and a fat hookah packed with sweet apple tobacco–this…
Too Much Hot
A blast of thick, wet, heat met us as we de-planed; my glasses were instantly fogged, my mind too, 6:30 a.m. local time, not…
Saudi Arabia Sunrise
Maybe it was an illusion, a trick of the airplane’s thick window, but the long, jet-black horizon looked slightly curved. Even through the tiny…