something about being on the open road ... it's addictive
Lesotho will hold special place because I did it alone. There was something about being "out there" on the road, in the mountains, on my own. No music (dead radio signal & no music device) -- just me, mountain, and unsealed road
these photographs do not tell a story -- they're just a sequence of the road between Malealea & Maseru -- lonely, gruelling drive