The Wakhan corridor in Afghanistan is a remote place. Steep mountains and rough walls are intersected by the river valleys that weave the Pamir, Tien Shan, Karakorum and Hindu Kush, high mountain ranges and house of Marco Polo's expeditions.
Modernity has only touched on these hard-to-reach places and the harshness of the territory has for now preserved a life that is certainly very hard but also authentically traditional.
The Wakhan corridor, today Afghan territory, is the result of a division of territories between the English and Russian empires in 1873. The imperialist ax suddenly separated the Wakhi people. The borders became impassable and the lines of communication collapsed, the people had to find their own way. At the beginning of the 20th century, Kyrgyzstan shepherds who sought to safeguard their traditional way of life from foreigner interference fled to the most inhospitable parts of the Wakhan Corridor, on the Little Pamir plateau, a legendary place where they were isolated from the harshest conditions environmental issues until these years. The journey to get here is an unforgettable odyssey that takes a lot of time, effort and tenacity. Moving for days on the back of a horse, through impossible paths, whipping wind, rarefied air high mountain passes, sleeping in yurts or sharing the starry sky and a cozy bonfire with the lovely local people represents the realization of a dream that in the modern world that makes everything disappear and fade is unlikely to repeat again. I'm a blessed man.