From Baikal Lake, one mile deep, to Issyk-Kul Lake, one mile above sea level!
My nearly straight-line, three-and-a-half-hour flight through Osh was canceled at the last moment. The shortest one available that day was through… Moscow: five-and-a-half hours to the west and then another four-and-a-half hours southeast to Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan. After only (!) six more hours in a van with the other teachers and speakers for the camp, I was ready for my first presentation! The air around the lake was so clear (and thin) that even the tallest, snow-covered mountains looked like you could touch them with your hands. I was scheduled to teach only one class per day (plus endless Q&A sessions all day long). I spent the rest of my time simply sitting on the shore or under the shade, letting my head continue spinning after full days of crossing time zones back and forth.
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