Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Friday, August 29, 2008
Kabul Traffic
I saw every form of travel, expect for trains, imaginable on the streets of Kabul. The streets are filled with ruts, pot holes, and dirt. In order to travel about the city, we had to go with a guard and driver either in their personal vehicle or in an armored SUV. The following report gives you a good insight into what I saw.
Visitng Turquoise Mountain Foundation




Istalif, Afghanistan
Rebuilding Afghanistan Pot by Pot: The Turquoise Mountain Foundation and the Potters of Istalifby Noah Coburn and Ester Svensson
Areas such as the Shomali Plain north of Kabul were devastated by fighting with the Taliban and have been very slow to rebuild. Many of these towns have struggl
Istalif has long been renowned for its gardens and traditional crafts. The Empire Babur praised the beauty of Istalif’s gardens. Before the Soviet invasion, Istalif was a popular spot for tourists and Kabulis to visit on the weekend. However, Istalif’s location also made it a target for military strikes during Afghanistan’s 25 years of war.
As a primarily Tajik town, at the edge of the mountains and therefore an ideal route between Kabul and the safety of the hills for resistance fighters, the Taliban saw Istalif as a threat to their rule of Kabul. As a result after weeks of fierce fighting, the Taliban took control of the town. They gave the residents a few hours warning and then slowly and methodically buried or razed every building in town.
Most of the potters in Istalif fled to Kabul, many walking for
The Hindu Kush Mountains above some of the still unrepaired houses of Istalif.
Istalifi Pottery:
The methods of the Istalifi potters have changed little despite the upheaval of the past three decades. They use a mixture of earthenware clays that they collect in the mountains above Istalif and bring to their workshops by donkey. To the clay they add a plant fiber called gul-e loch, which makes the clay more workable, but also makes their pots much more brittle. They do all their measuring by eye and then the clay is mixed together by stamping it with their feet for between two and four hours.
The Istalifi potters are masters on the kick wheel and traditionally make a variety of bowls and plates. They throw off a hump and often produce as many as 50 bowls an hour when they are pressed for time. Since the 1970s however, they have increasingly made candlesticks and other decorative objects, which both foreigners and visiting Kabulis purchase.
The Turquoise Mountai
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Maasai Villagers, Kenya
The Maasai are an indigenous African ethnic group of semi-nomadic people located in Kenya and northern Tanzania. Due to their distinctive customs and dress and residence near the many game parks of East Africa, they are among the most well-known African ethnic groups internationally.[3] They speak Maa, which is a part of the Nilo-Saharan language family — similar languages include Dinka, Nuer, Turkana and Songhai — and are also educated in the official languages of Kenya and Tanzania: Swahili and English. The Maasai population has been variously estimated as 377,089 from the 1989 Censusor as 453,000 language speakers in Kenya in 1994 and 430,000 in Tanzania in 1993 with a total estimated as "approaching 900,000" Estimates of the respective Maasai populations in both countries are complicated by the remote locations of many villages, and their semi-nomadic nature.
Although the Tanzanian and Kenyan governments have instituted programs to encourage the Maasai to abandon their traditional semi-nomadic lifestyle, the people have clung to their age-old customs. Recently, Oxfam has claimed that the lifestyle of the Maasai should be embraced as a response to climate change because of their ability to farm in deserts and scrublands.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
The Great Migration
Thousands upon thousands of wildebeests cross from Tanzina over the Mara River into Kenya. Herds and herds run back and forth looking for the right place to cross.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Kabul Street Scene
I spent the day with my Afghan driver and guard, Mr. Azem and Mr. John. They showed me around Kabul including the Zoo, T.V. Hill, the National Museum, and Babur’s Garden. Kabul is a busy city with lots of people going about their business. Street vendors, women in burkas, muddy rut filled streets, traffic, live stock, carts, bicycles, buses, cars, armed guards, Afghan National Police, bullet riddled buldings, beggars, street children, and open sewers are part of the landscape.
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