When I heard of human traffic jams on Everest, the juxtaposition of mundaneness and magnificence struck me, not least because of the lurking presence of death.
I experienced a moderated version of this in the Sexten Dolomites.
When I heard of human traffic jams on Everest, the juxtaposition of mundaneness and magnificence struck me, not least because of the lurking presence of death.
I experienced a moderated version of this in the Sexten Dolomites.