Zanskar, Ladakh

In the month I’d been there, India had wiped the floor with me. There had been the obligatory tummy-troubles, of course, but also a robbing at the hands of a police officer in Agra, a raid on my hotel room in Chandigarh, and several near-death experiences dodging traffic in Delhi and Jaipur streets.

During a phonecall home, my girlfriend had attempted to comfort me with some wisdom sourced from her Facebook newsfeed —…