Today we drove out of Kabul to the foot of the Hindu Kush Mountain range. Over the hour and half, the scenery drastically changed. Leaving behind the dust, crowding, pollution, taffic, noise and general chaos, we slowly climbed to a lush green valley. Here agriculture thrived, space was available, water flowed through irrigation paths and aquaducts and the overall feel was peaceful. Such a contrast. The vista of the mountains in the distant were stunning with there snow-capped peaks. We were told that when the taliban came through this area about 10 years ago, they burned everything down. There was the occasional rubble from destroyed buildings with letters painted on their wall to clearly identify if they were clear of explosives. Other than that, the area has recreated itself. Terraced fields of wheat, grape vineyards and date trees were flourishing. If I had to live in Afghanistan, this is where you would find me.
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