Mud
It’s really stressful walking around Kabul at the moment – not because of any security worry, but because the whole place seems to be one vast sea of mud! The snow’s melted and it’s been raining for two or three days – not proper rain, like in Australia, but drizzly rain, like in England. And the roads here are almost all dirt, not tar – which, of course, turns into mud when it’s wet and massive amounts of dust when it’s not.
So walking’s stressful and tiring. You have to continuously watch where you’re putting your feet, otherwise you’ll end up to your ankle – or worse – in mud. It’s like walking barefoot through an endless stretch of broken glass on a Sydney street, or a vast patch of sensitive weed in far north Queensland. With either of those, you have to watch the ground at all times and pick out the safe spots to step on. If you step on the wrong spot, it will hurt!
Yesterday, i was walking along a road a couple of streets away from home, on my way to the Kabul Coffee House to check my email etc, and i stepped on what looked like a solid patch of road – but it wasn’t. It was squishy mud and i ended up with both boots covered in sticky grey mud up to the ankles. Ick! I was lucky i was wearing boots!
On the bright side, though, it seems to have stopped snowing – although it’s been forecast for several days – and warmed up quite considerably, compared to a couple of weeks ago. We had about 14° the other day – which was amazing!
But i’d better get used to the mud, i guess, as the next three months or so are likely to be pretty wet…
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