Ladakh

I was in Delhi with a bunch of friends and they decided to fly to Ladakh for a short visit. It was a very nice trip. I reached my highest peak (almost 17,000 feet), I saw peaceful monasteries perched on mountain cliffs, and rode a Tibetan camel (not that impressive, actually). Yet, in spite of the breathtaking landscape, the wonderful company, and the mystic peace, what I remember most vividly of that place was the cold: the blistering cold that seeps through your skin, no matter how many layers of clothing you wear.