An underground rave in Pakistan
Shaggy wrenched the wheel from side to side, grinding his teeth madly, eyes popping out of their sockets as he whooped and overtook a truck at one hundred miles an hour, dust streamed into the air as we screamed along the dirt road, the underground Pakistani rave receding into the distance… Twelve hours earlier… Captain Aviator pumped my hand again and, in flawless English, babbled excitedly about how great it is to meet a foreigner exploring his country. “So, Will, there is a very exclusive party tonight, I can probably get you in, there will be girls, music, drugs, everything, what do you say” With a hearty ‘hell yeah’ I followed my very new friend to his $50,000 dollar car and sunk into the leather seats. “When people think of Pakistan, they think that this is a poor country filled with nothing but terrorists and sand; the truth is, Pakistan has the most diverse landscapes in Asia and Pakistanis are some of the friendliest people in the world” The cap...