La'dakh Knight

This isn't a travel blog. I write here when I'm bored and there's no beer. 
Nevertheless, I tend to travel to desolate places, and write about them on this blog. Leh is the latest on this list, with pretty much every type of landscape except a beach; even kicking your camera away in disgust would result in a great shot. I don't intend to bother anyone but my nears'n'dears with photos, but you can have a looksie at a sketch I did: 

Leh Palace and Namgyal Tsemo Gompa in feel-good 4:3 format

As always, shooting my creative self in the foot found me with near-dry pens and cheap A4 paper, but I persevered nonetheless. I'm happier making little Frank Miller Sin City-like black and white compositions at the cost of recognisability, than a Hergé-esque ligne claire (which is what they look like initially). Two hours was about all I could spare, so that sketch better suffice, at least until the next arid destination.

Along with an unassisted pony ride up a rocky terrain, midnight rafting, and pitching a tent on the banks of a lake, partial credit for entertainment goes to the Border Roads Organisation and their witty road signs; one of them even inspired a t-shirt I got custom embroidered (this is possible):

Yes, 'RELLY'

On the way back, we discovered that we had only one of the two playing card packs we had carried, and the cards were mixed. To make a full pack, I got a little creative, if only to keep our sanity on a 36-hour train journey:

I found it impossible to keep a straight face with a drag-queen of hearts in my hand

If you like reposting images, please tell people I drew them. Not just these ones, I'd like to take credit for everything, I'm a harmless megalomaniac.