Khorog
July 20, 2015
I have been dithering about going to Afghanistan all along this trip. Talking to other travelers, some days I am convinced that I should go and other days I think it is not the best idea. Most uncharacteristic of me, but now that I am in Khorog, I have decided to go. Getting a visa was simple but the consulate General repeatedly advised me not to go alone. Get someone else to go with you, he told me, preferably a man.
So here I am, looking for a man. For the past couple of days I’ve been doing the rounds of guesthouses,tourist information and travel agencies. And asking every traveler I meet. They in turn have been very helpful in spreading the word. The word is out – there is a woman in Pamir Lodge in Khorog who needs a man.
July 22, 2015
My dubious fame notwithstanding, I have found nobody. I am just going to go. I may need to buy a burkha and maybe get a donkey. Methinks “Burkha and a Backpack” will be the next chapter in this blog.
July 23, 2015
How quickly things can come together just when you’ve given up! Last night some travelers came in and voila! There was a man who wants to go to Afghanistan. Not only that, while getting his visa at the Afghan consulate, he met a couple of others who also want to go. So we are set. We leave early tomorrow, cross the border and go to the Wakhan.
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