Diary
The snow is falling, the cold air whips in a frenzy, freezing anyone who dares step outside. But inside it's warm: the fireplace is burning, maybe the radiator shoots off steam or central heat keeps everything at a toasty temperature.
This is the story of a boy who has always had cold hands and feet. Since childhood, any time the mercury in the thermometer dropped precipitously, his extremities would turn to blocks of ice. So a trip to the Himalayas...
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Each time I come to India, I like to visit some place I've never been before (and after five years and some ten trips, there is still so much undiscovered). This trip, that unknown destination was Sikkim. Since Tibetan Socks is...
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