The Hunza Valley in Pakistan

Today I’m in the car with Malik. He carefully drives over the rocky road. Especially in the bends, it’s important not to steer too far outward but also not to hit the rock wall. Everything goes well. He jokes it’s good that I’m in the first car. The other cars are driving in the dust. The valley we drive through is breathtakingly beautiful. Nothing is exaggerated about the route. The car barely fits on the road. In some places, stones have crumbled away. Malik carefully avoids these spots. The first bridge we pass is not “the bridge” yet. The deck of the suspension bridge moves with the car’s weight. It will all work out.