I arrived quite late at night into Lahore, Pakistan coming from the Indian border. Dropped off by the bus it took me quite a while to work out where I was and what direction I had to go to get to the most popular (and possibly only?) backpacker hostel. Once I arrived at the hostel it was really late and I was dismayed to find it fully booked. Fortunately the owner was close by the reception area and invited me to stay at his family home. What followed was a great 2 days being integrated into a Pakistani home. On one of these days he told me (as I remember he never seemed to ask, it was like I was a part of the family, do as you are told) that we were to go to a rural area outside of Lahore where he was building a new hotel that he hoped guests would visit to escape the hustle and bustle of Lahore. I spent the day taking photos of the surrounding area (and being warned not to take pictures of the girls) See pictures below. There can't be too many places in the world where you are walking along the road and get asked by 2 locals who are using a mortar and pestle if you can take their photo - see photo above (I especially was amazed by the guy on the left whose fingers were enameled by rings).
