When after a long journey through mountains, valleys, villages and hills; I saw Deosai for the first time, it struck to me as if Wordsworth wrote the poem for Deosai.
A trip to Hunza had always been on my (never ending) wishlist. But honestly I had no idea that it will be this beautiful. It was an achanak trip, with little planning and very little publicity. We didn't invite all our friends for the event, it was just a sudden plan to go on a car and before the rest of our group knew it we were on our way to Gilgit-Baltistan.
Before you reach to the destination, you have to face the headache of packing your luggage, making sure all the things are in place, getting on the right transport but they do not always go as expected. Its the test of your psychological strength right at the start of your journey. Like for us, the Journey didn't start as we expected it and we had to face and overcome the unexpected.
