I arrived back in Afghanistan last week to a wonderously green Kabul. It had recently rained and everything in the city was vibrant and growing. The little backyard that my room looks over is a crisp shade of green. The lawn, the small trees, rose bushes, and even pansies lining the back wall. Later in the week they ringed both the upper and lower patios with small pots of geraniums. A very nice contrast to the general shades of brown that permeate Kabul most of the year.
It took me about five nights to get over the jet lag. Waking up at 1am, 3am, 4:30am, you name it. I think I’m finally back on track with my sleep schedule.
We had a nice weekend with a house party and celebrating ANZAC Day (Australia and New Zealand Army Corps) at the local cantina. Kabul has a booming night life when security restrictions are lifted.
Now I’m currently in Dubai trying to deal with the retrieval of Afghan passports (mission accomplished) and locating the Vietnamese embassy (that has recently moved) to issue the visas of the group of Afghan faculty members that I will be leading to Vietnam at the end of the week.
Another day in the life.