I am back in Kabul. After my relatively short trip to this country last Autumn I spent some time trying to figure out a way to come back for a longer period. On Friday night before my departure to Kabul I received an e-mail from a couple of colleagues saying that they were planning a Nowruz trip to Bamiyan. They asked if I wanted to join them. What a question! Of course I was. Bamiyan is a Hazara town and has witnessed much bloodshed in its long history. Yet, the place seems to maintain a deep sense of peace. We had a wonderful time visiting the archaeological sites of the Bamiyan Buddhas, mountain walking in the Kohe Baba, visiting the ruins of a town called Zahak and chatting with the local over cups and cups of green tea. It was inspiring to see how despite its extremely harsh history it’s people remain so genuine, hospitable and kind. I hope to find time to blog about this unforgettable experience, but it the meantime here are some photos from my trip — with captions. I hope you enjoy them. 12345 next › last » 
