This Sunday I went to Margalla Hills. Only thirty minutes from my house, there you can find a small range of hills from which you can look out over the city. It is a popular outing for the Islamabadites at the weekend so we arrived early and took one of the trails leading up to the summit. At midday it was hot and portions of the trail fell out of the shade. My first real exercise since arriving it was a real pleasure to stretch my legs. What was more satisfying however, was the sense of freedom. Being able to simply walk without fear was fantastic. At the summit we paused to admire the view. No luck. It was hidden behind the cloud of pollution that hangs over the city. Breathing in the air deeply, it was a long time before we descended back down into the dirty air.
You can just about see the lake through the smog
Scammed by the children - I spent twenty rupees on a decoration and they wouldn't even give it to me! Fayzal, pictured below, was the guilty party.
cheeky little F***ers
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