The mountains on the far side of the valley are very rugged and rise quickly above 13,000 feet. We climbed high to cross them and looking down on them reminded me of the color of the wicked witch of the west. I saw many small villages scattered all through the mountains down in the valleys and along the ridges. Many of them distinct languages and cultures just a few miles apart.
Thursday, February 8, 2007
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I would LOVE to see this. Beautiful. So Jurassic Park. Love, Mom
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