Organising the next hike
Trip Start
Dec 26, 2003
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Trip End
Mar 28, 2005
I am spending three days in Gilgit before returning back to smaller more northern villages, which are trailheads for hikes.
The Medina Hotel in Gilgit is a good place to catch up with other travellers to get a bit of western company, as there ain't much in the small villages! It is also a bit of a green oasis in a dusty town.
Gilgit is hot (40 degrees today) and dusty. The place grows on you, though. Primarily it is a place to load up on food & equipment for the next hike, check your email & change your money. Which is what I have been doing. All those mundane tasks.
It is quite odd to sit in a cyber cafe and hear the mullah having a good old wail from the mosque, as he is doing now. The northern small towns in comparison don't seem to have any visible religious things going on. I guess it is all much lower key there.
Yesterday, I took lunch with an English/Polish couple in a nice Chinese cafe/guest house, which had a lovely lawn outside it with garden furniture where we ate. When the rain came it felt just like an English summers day. Again, the mullah was making the call from the nearby mosque.
The Medina Hotel in Gilgit is a good place to catch up with other travellers to get a bit of western company, as there ain't much in the small villages! It is also a bit of a green oasis in a dusty town.
Gilgit is hot (40 degrees today) and dusty. The place grows on you, though. Primarily it is a place to load up on food & equipment for the next hike, check your email & change your money. Which is what I have been doing. All those mundane tasks.
It is quite odd to sit in a cyber cafe and hear the mullah having a good old wail from the mosque, as he is doing now. The northern small towns in comparison don't seem to have any visible religious things going on. I guess it is all much lower key there.
Yesterday, I took lunch with an English/Polish couple in a nice Chinese cafe/guest house, which had a lovely lawn outside it with garden furniture where we ate. When the rain came it felt just like an English summers day. Again, the mullah was making the call from the nearby mosque.


