I woke up to the fading sound of the first call to prayer and glimpses of dawn light through the soiled white curtains in my guest room in Kabul, Afghanistan.
The Mindful Humanitarian Traveler
Stories and advice from an aid worker, intrepid traveler, and mindfulness practitioner
I woke up to the fading sound of the first call to prayer and glimpses of dawn light through the soiled white curtains in my guest room in Kabul, Afghanistan.