My extraordinary journey to visit the world’s last ‘Stone Age’ tribe
My journey to the tribe began at the central bus station at 2.30am. Greasy puddles reflected the moon. Passengers picked their way between the stray dogs and drunks. The sign on the front of my ride didn’t fill me with confidence. ‘Spare bus no 2 – Baratang’, it read. Eventually, still deep in darkness, we … Read more