There's a place where people is still living a pre-mobilephone life and say "we gonna meet you tonight" "how??? how can we meet without mobile phone!" and, miraculously, you meet'hem.
In such a place the spirits of mountains and winds sleep petrified in the most sacred hall of monasteries, waiting for the day of Nirvana, the right moment of waking up under the eyes of Avalokitesvara, Bodhisattva of mercy.
In that place, a dead man is burning to join the Earth, and a young mother is showing me her two pearls, two sons.
That place is in danger, because is like a clear spring, where external world are going to wash their muddy boots.
That place is known as Ladakh.
In that country I meet a wonderful guy, Angchok, a native local guide who followed me as well as a mother cat follow every action of their exploring sons. Actualy I'm trying to help Angchok finding customers avoiding the usual feed chain, by showing his activity through this website.
Eventually I've invited him in Italy in October, for his first trip in Europe.