As an expat Pakistani I believed Pakistan would always remain unsafe for single female travellers, and the only way I thought I could enjoy the country would be under the protection of a man; a notion I’d left with 13 years ago. But discussing my absolute dream with Tacktack of heading up north for a week on a completely solo trip was probably the smartest choice I’ve made this year. They professionally handled every single detail, from catering to my pretty restrictive dietary needs, to adventures that I could pick and choose from (like finding a local female guide, on my request, for a glacier crossing), to a much needed digital detox, to finding a safe space for me to stay for five days where I’d feel protected and respected. The sweetest family-man, Ismail, came over from Skardu as my driver and guide for the whole trip and I was put up in a family run hotel on a stunning lake away from the usual touristy parts of Hunza, so I could have as much or as little human interaction as I wanted. Because they understood my need to be on my own and recharge I was even given the furthest bedroom in the hotel tucked away from the rest and overlooking what felt like a private little garden with a perfect lake view, an apricot tree outside my window and birdsong to wake me up every morning. It was EXACTLY what I needed, and for that I am eternally grateful because I felt Tacktack heard me. Often as a solo traveller to other parts of the world, I would feel slotted into a pre-set tour by tour companies, with little wiggle room for customisation. The hyper-micro-detailing of my trip is evidence that I can leave the headache up to Tacktack, and they do a perfect job because they know how to match exactly what’s in your head with exactly what’s on the ground. Can’t wait to book Skardu and Deosai next!