Here are a few shots on my way to school for the final 'dumping' of assets - cell phone and laptop. And on to the airport.
The guesthouse and the the magnificant roses. And the guard shack.
Sometimes it was hard to tell if a building was coming down or going up.
Street sweeping - a hopeless task in dusty Kabul.
A burka-clad woman searching.
Here's a modern young lady with new hat. Her brother looks on - aghast.
Here's the wondrous horse (and cart) that met us most days as we pulled into school. We all knew the horse hated the outfit. He was a stalwart soul.
Two of the security staff cleaning a rug - supposedly. They spray it with water and then 'barefoot' it to get the dirt loose and then spray again. Looked like fun.