A solo trip to the Great Wall on the North Korea border, six strangers hunting for a disco called True Love, and the impulsive travel I should do more of.

Moscow, 2018. One ticket, one immigration room, and one taxi driver.

The morning after Chandratal, the road back, and everything the mountains left behind.

The road to Chandratal, a lake that made the whole journey worth it, and a night I still think about.

Four days in Kaza, the heartland of Spiti, and the places that made us not want to leave.

Twelve days through Spiti Valley in 2015, on a rented Bullet 500, with a paper map that didn't survive the trip.