Kabul

Good bye in Herat. I was there somehow in a ‚isolation room‘. Not a real window. Very warm room. Able to look at myself. Good.

Flight to Kabul. It hurts me that I can’t walk here. Beautiful scenery down there at the ground, wonderful, seen from the plane.

Arriving in Kabul is just great today. Ali (Kabul) picks me up. He is a employee from a friend, also an Ali, from Tehran, who owns a company in Herat. They also have a branch in Kabul. Ali (Tehran) I met on the Afghanian embassey there. We both had a wrong Visa in the passport and it had to be renewed. Anyway, I told Ali (Kabul) that I can’t effort anymore to pay a hotel again. So his company did. Tomorrow he want to help me find a place for free. Let’s see. Also I want to go to some help organisations here. Will I feel attracted to one of them?

In the meanwhile I cleaned together with one of the employees of the hotel the room and the mega terrace. So messie. This simple room has the potential to be a paradise. And it has such a beautiful view at the mountains around. Now he went getting a sponge, but it seems he is not coming back. ????

Hihi

Love

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