arslanbob

i heard of this cozy little place called arslanbob that you could reach with a mashrutka bus, so i went to the bus station, only to find out i had missed the last one by an hour. i took a bus to nearby jalal-abad instead, walked for an hour and then hitchhiked a truck and a car up to the mountain town. when i arrived, there was torrential downpour and a pretty fat storm going on, so i sheltered myself in a bus stand. by the time it was over, i still had to walk, with a water canister on my back, more than an hour up to my camp spot, where i finally arrived around midnight.

woke up the next day to an unexpectedly great view and spent a whole day journaling, watching movies and calling people. the next day, i took the little hike up to a waterfall. there were a bunch of domestic tourists being driven up the dirt track in jeeps, but i still had the whole viewpoint to myself. took a dip in the freezing river to cool off, packed up after hiding in the tent from another little rain shower and walked back down to civilisation.Læs mere