Explosion
On Wednesday morning i was woken up by an explosion – for the first time in a few months. I only half heard it, because it woke me up, but i could tell it was quite a distance away – and a bloody big explosion. So i went back to sleep.
There was a bit of drama that morning with getting to work. Our boss told the few of us foreigners working for the organisation to stay and home and keep off the Kabul streets until there was more information about what was going on.
In the end, i got picked up by a work driver at about half past nine – about an hour and a half later than normal. I didn’t mind this at all, as i’ve had bad toothache for a few days and i hadn’t slept well the night before – so i slept till about nine o’clock, when i got the message that a driver was on the way.
It turned out that the explosion was an accident in a gun shop two or three kilometres away from where i live. It destroyed quite a few shops around it and half a dozen or so people were killed.
It seemed really weird, in a city where deliberate explosions are not exactly unknown, for something like this to be an accident. But i guess they happen here just as much as anywhere else.
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