From one isolation to another

Celebrating one month since I left Sweden today, I am still moving around from place to place like a homeless person with a luxurious touch. The last week, and a week or two to come, I'm staying at the fanciest five-star hotel in Kabul (Afghan stars, that is) where I get my bed tucked every night and my underwear dry-cleaned. As you understand, these things can't last forever, so soon I'll be moving to a house which is being renovated by countless Afghans as we speak. Things there won't be too bad either though, with 250 square meters of home, a nice veranda and a stunning view of the colonized mountains surrounding us. What I'm most concerned about is how to decide which of the four bathrooms that will become my favourite... well, the way things are done around here sure is interesting. With all the threats around here you would expect people to be somewhat risk-averse, but the people visiting the soon-to-become safe home of ours currently impose themselves to lethal annoyances by using monster batteries and circus techniques while cleaning windows. If anyone would make the “Extreme Home Makeover – Kabul Edition”, it would for sure receive a PG-rating. Here are some pictures of the work in progress.