Early autumn, 1968. My Peace Corps group arrived in Kabul the evening before. When I arose the next morning and looked out the hotel window, this is what I saw. School girls.
My First Morning In Afghanistan
Waiting for a sign that the world might renew civilization
Early autumn, 1968. My Peace Corps group arrived in Kabul the evening before. When I arose the next morning and looked out the hotel window, this is what I saw. School girls.
Waiting For Charlemagne 