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WHERE THE WILD MOUNTAINS ARE: THE HIMALAYAS HAVE ALWAYS BEEN A DREAM DESTINATION FOR TRAVELLERS WHO ARE TIRED OF CIVILISATION AND WANT TO EXPERIENCE NATURE ON A GRAND SCALE.

Birth and baptism all at once. That’s what the first encounter feels like. Nothing and nobody can prepare you for the intensity of experiencing it for yourself. Neither the initial shock, nor the exhilaration that kicks in after that. This is where the holy water is, where everything begins. Water as liquid ice. Sharp as a knife and so cold that you can’t even taste how pure it is as it springs from its thousand years locked in the Himalayan glaciers. Your tongue protests at the first sip and goes numb; your throat rebels at the sting. The cold is like a vice. As soon as you take your shirt and trousers off it has you firmly in its grip. And when you step into the river formed from all those millions of melted drops, muster all your courage and immerse yourself entirely, the world stands still. For just a millisecond your heart stops – but that’s enough to bring you back to your senses, jump back out of the icy river, gasp for breath, open your tightly shut eyes and wildly shake off your glaze of water.

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