Here I would like to make a break to explain why I didn't take any pictures from my unvolontarily prolonged stay in Khunjerab: I was freezing my ass off. For two days I was just lying in my bed shaking. I was dressed for a little spring-stroll down main-street, not for some Mt Everest-wanna-bee expedition. Not even in my wildest dreams could I imaging that it could be so cold a-n-y-w-h-e-r-e in a country where it's close to boiling in May.