On the evening of bin Laden's assassination, two friends and I wandered pretty darn close to Pakistan in northern India's Ladakh. The U.S. Embassy in Delhi had sent an email to all ex-pats, urging them "to limit their travel outside of their homes." Pssshhh. Whether or not it was safe, we vetoed. We scampered off to one of the highest motorable pass in the world, organized a 5-day trek up a 17,500-foot peak, played with newborn alpine lambs, explored a crumbling Buddhist monastery, sipped cappuccino with a commanding officer of the Indian army, followed a Tibetan lama to his ancestral homeland, and stood aside furry two-humped camels in a Himalayan desert. Definitely glad we didn't stay at home.
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