In 1974, I spent several months in Afghanistan, and several weeks stuck in limbo in ‘no man’s land’ on the Pakistani-Afghani border in the Khyber (because of a visa problem that blocked me from official movement into either country). Part of my lifelong urge to make pilgrimmages to what the current cliché calls forbidding mountainous terrain. Of course you know I’m going to say this: I loved the country, and its people. I’ll try to dig up my slides and get some of them digitized and posted, if I can…