For now I am working from Bosnia; Kurdistan news even hit the headlines here.
I was evacuated in a hurry from Kurdistan; the hotel closet shows what I grabbed on my way out.
My name written in Arabic by a colleague, doodling in a conference. My name looks so cool now!
We weren’t really allowed out much in Baghdad, but here is the view from the roof.
When we arrived at the airport in Kurdistan… sandstorm. The sky turns beige.
Iraqi tea time is an institution. Chai is brewed with cardamom, very strong and sweet, in little tea cups.
Bumper cars and the ferris wheel! (Remember the country fair in Bratunac? Cotton candy is the same everywhere…)