Ankaki

After a rainy night, we started hiking to the highest lake out of the 3 located at 2840m above sea level.
We were in a cloud almost the whole time and the end of the trail was covered by a thick layer of fresh snow.
On our way down through Roshka a lady was cleaning sheep whool at a guest house where we stopped for a coffee. We almost finished her stock of fresh milk it was so good.! We even bought a litre to go and a box of her natural honey.
Good news, the car was still where we parked it and it still had its 4 wheels inflated.
We came back to the capital for our last night where we coincidentally joined a group of international people (Armenia, Kazakhstan, Ukrainia, Georgia) for dinner in a small local cafe. We were entertained by the party dancing and one eager Kazakhstan girl determined to dance with each male present and nott go home alone. No matter her persistance and strong grip she did not manage to lure Antoine to the dancefloor.Read more