« »In the spring of 1968,Êmy familyÊtook a public, long-distance, Afghan bus through the Khyber Pass to visit Pakistan (Peshawar and Lahore).Ê The road was rather bumpy in that direction, too.Ê As I recall, it was somewhat harrowing at certain points with a steep drop off on one side and a mountain straight up on the other!Ê I remember that, before we left Kabul,Êmy father paid for a young man to go around the bus with a smoking censor to bless the bus or ward off the evil eye.Ê I guess it worked – we had a safe trip. » – Peg Podlich. »
