Over the Pamir highway 01 to 03-09-2016

It’ll take an hour or two to walk to the lake, but there is so little traffic here I guess that’s my only option. However three kilometers down the road an old Lada stops and five guys invite me to squeeze in. It’s very cramped and occasionally a few of the men get out to give the car a shove to make it over a hill but I’m super grateful for the offer.

They bring me to a small village and point out a guesthouse. But by now tourists have mostly replaced yaks as the former Kolchoz’s main source of income. There are about a dozen houses a volleybal field, a medical clinic and a school. Actually I happen to be around on the first day of school and I’m surprised to see Soviet rituals have survived. Neatly dressed students recite poetry and bells are rung.

After a day spent hiking past some beautiful mountain lakes and fields I decide to wake up early knowing it will be difficult to get back to the main road. But I luck out again when it turns out two Germans in the neighboring guesthouse somehow found out about me and offer me a ride.

On the main road again it doesn’t take long to find a ride. Three guys in a small van who hit the road early to make their way to a wedding. They invite me along too, actually the third such invitation in Tajikistan, but just as the others I turn this one down too. Though it would undoubtably be interesting to attend I think I would feel incredibly out of place¬† and somehow obtrusive at a strangers wedding¬†in my worn out clothing and overall foreign appearance plus I hate to dance, and that is pretty much an obligated activity.

After being dropped off in Murghab I think about spending a day in town, but the place is so bleak even by ‘post-Soviets town in remote locations standards’ and the tourist information office is closed so I decide to split. Not much traffic has any reason to head past Murghab to the border with Kyrgyzstan. And as it starts to rain about an hour later I change my mind, but as I pick up my pack a car stops and I get a ride from three seismologists, two from Dushanbe and one from Germany. Perfect guides for a drive over one of the highest plateaus in the world.