Delhi, Hindustan 2:21 p.m. It’s hard to write now, because the tears are still filling up my eyes and rolling down my cheeks. One of the many things left unwritten in recent days has been Sara’s, and to a lesser extent my own, adoption of a sick and tiny little puppy in Mazar-e-Sharif and subsequent adventure…
Back in Kabul Afghanistan 8:05 a.m. Well, so much for flying to Delhi last week. We just couldn’t drag ourselves away yet from this first engagement with Afghanistan—so we changed our tickets (at no cost, thank you Afghan air travel system) and went exploring furthur into the Afghan hill country. Nothing like 20+ hours of driving…
Turquoise Mountain Foundation Compound Kabul, Afghanistan 7:45 a.m Well, my heart is a jumble of mixed emotions these days. On the one hand, I feel turned slightly inside out by the whole experience of being here in Kabul, and being at the end of this road trip I’m feeling my desire to be home again, in…
Turquoise Mountain Foundation Compound Kabul Afghanistan 6:30 a.m. OK, a few too many thoughts rollicking around my noggin as I awaken here on my first morning in Afghanistan. In no particular order: First, the obvious: we arrived safely on the Afghan national airline, Ariana (a/k/a “Scariana”), no worries. All is well.
A few scattered thoughts looking back on a week spent in Vrindavan, the sacred land of Lord Krishna’s youthful exploits. We are now back in Delhi, at the Abracadabra Guest House complete with A/C, half-decent electricity (supplemented by our new maha Voltage Stabilizer and power strip!), finishing up work and regrouping for departure soon for…
Abracadabra GH, Delhi After all the thinking and weighing and wondering and absorbing global concern about it, it’s time: we are going to Afghanistan today. The taxi to Indira Gandhi International Airport arrives in about half an hour, so this’ll be a quick note.
Vrindavan India Immersed in a swamp of internet dis-connectivity here in the holy land of Lord Krishna’s youthful adventures—haven’t even been able to post from last week’s arrival into Delhi and the street protests for a Free Tibet, much less stay current here. I’m now officially just going to post some words and forget about…
Delhi 9:30 p.m. Arrived last night back in Delhi. The street just outside my little guest house here in downtown Delhi is, same as last year, ripe with street protests about all manner of social ills. Today’s vibrant protest reflects what has, here in India, been the top story on the front pages of every national…