independence day
on a mat on a floor in a dark room in the mountains. electricity has a curfew. breakfast was sugar and naan. dinner was beans and naan. for lunch the head commander slaughtered a lamb. this photo was taken just after the gouty feast. what is it about turbans that makes me look like such a teenager?
3 Comments:
haha! its because it dwarfs your head darling- also your lack of clear dark facial hair compared with others in such similar garb makes you seem boyish:)
Not to worry though, you look absolutely adorable!
Love Brett
Also- Gregory- my aol is treating me very illy so I have not been able to write you back. I'm sure it will kick back in shortly. So your not allowed to feel me absent as I'm exactly where i was before- and I'm thinking of you and sending you good energy:)
I just want you to know that I heard and understood perfectly what you said, and I'm with you on that.
I love and miss you my sweet
Brett
Hey Greg:
Good to see that you're still full of stories from Afghanistan...Enjoyed the "appetite" entry. I could totally picture the moment ;) And just when I thought it couldn't get any better... I found the link to the "accordion rock" :)
Stay well!
Nikole
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