Carlo Pizzati

The tale of how R. crossed the Himalayas

Carlo Pizzati | October 28, 2015

Somehow we managed to escape them and we headed for the highest mountains we could see. No more police behind us, but it was clear why. There was no food, we were entering uninhabitable mountain reaches. We had to sleep in the snow.

“It’s like a time bomb: when will it explode?”

Carlo Pizzati | March 30, 2015

I meet Pasang in the restaurant of a central neighbourhood in Kathmandu. Waiters running up and down with iced water pitchers and coffee pots don