Two girls playing on the side of the track stop to look at me. They seem curious and nervous. I sense a slight tension and give them a smile and a wave. They meekly smile back, standing very close to each other. I say hello, and they remain silent. With a shy voice, one of the girls cries out “aks,” the Persian word for picture.

Overland from Yerevan to Kabul: Trekking the Villages and Valleys of the Wakhan Corridor 
Two girls playing on the side of the track stop to look at me. They seem curious and nervous. I sense a slight tension and give them a smile and a wave. They meekly smile back, standing very close to each other. I say hello, and they remain silent. With a shy voice, one of the girls cries out “aks,” the Persian word for picture.

Overland from Yerevan to Kabul: Trekking the Villages and Valleys of the Wakhan Corridor

Two girls playing on the side of the track stop to look at me. They seem curious and nervous. I sense a slight tension and give them a smile and a wave. They meekly smile back, standing very close to each other. I say hello, and they remain silent. With a shy voice, one of the girls cries out “aks,” the Persian word for picture.

Overland from Yerevan to Kabul: Trekking the Villages and Valleys of the Wakhan Corridor