Rainbow

We found the rainbow at the top of a mountain range that circled a giant valley, unchanged from the time of the Mongols.

As we ascended, the van had to stop for cows and sheep as they flooded down the hill and all over the van, like a snow avalanche in the Rockies.

Astrid spotted the rainbow as we turned the penultimate switch back from the summit. She squealed and demanded that the driver pull over. He in turn was barely able to take another turn and pull over before the doors swing open and we littered onto the landscape.

The energy was palpable and the excitement sizzled through the group. This wasn't planned. It was a gift from the travel gods for our patience and curiosity.