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I knew that being where the Buddha's had been would be a very powerful experience, but I did not expect to get as emotional as I got. I could not control the tears rolling down my cheeks. Every body was quiet.

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Sign saying: "The Library of the Province of Bamiyan."

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There are lots of man made cave structures in Bamiyan both immediately around the Buddhas and in other parts of the province.

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The area right before the sites have been turned into a cemetery. Most graves have no form of identification except for a hump of earth which distinguishes them from the rest of the land.

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The magic moment of turning the corner and for the first time seeing the empty niches of the buddhas.

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You would think that in town reknowned for it's largest ancient buddha statues, they would know how to spell Buddha correctly by now.

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The Buddha road to the sites.

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I guess as long as we call an ostrich a "shotor morgh" (camel hen) in Farsi, it makes sense that the Afghans call the Turkey, a "Fiel morgh" (elephant hen).

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On the way, we passed by a bizarre concrete structure painted in pastel blue and protected by barbed wire. We were told it was a western style hotel owned by an Afghan and his Japanese wife. Not my cup of tea. I had not come all the way to the middle of Afghanistan to stay at an over priced western style hotel. It was closed anyway.

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Stefan and Rory were dressed as locals.

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The lobby of the hotel was in the belly of the cube, surrounded by other rooms in the concrete structure, for less "adventurous" guests.

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A copy of the Quran wrapped in a cloth placed on a chair at the head of my bed.

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After lunch we drove to our hotel, "Baame Bamiyan" or the roof of Bamiyan.

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On the other side you could see the snow capped mountains.

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