Friday, July 09, 2004
Dust in the Wind
That says it all about Kabul. Seriously. It must sound a bit crass, but think of how you feel in a mid-winter blizzard when you can only see five feet past the end of your nose. Now imagine that except instead of snow, there's dust that gets onto and into everything, including your lungs. Lovely.
I will get some stuff up soon that I wrote following my brief stay in Herat.