Herat in Afghanistan pre-war
During my stay in Iran 1971 - 1976 I travelled a several times to Afghanistan and soon fell inlove with this fantastic and beautiful country. Herat always was my favorite town and I spent most of my time in Afghanistan in this idyllic place. Most of the inhabitants are Tajiks and Hazaras, both ethnic people who speak the Farsi (persian) language. It wasn't very difficult for me to get contact with…
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Father and son in Herat
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Here I'm posting some scanned slides from my tour in Afghanistan 1976. The old diapositives already got damaged by fungus and streaks. With my scanner software and the editing aftermath I got a better result as I was expected.
My third and last visit in Afghanistan was in 1976, two years before the bloody Russian invasion was happened. I still keep my nicest memory for this country which suffered such an horrific destiny.
In the western city Herat I stayed longer and felt very happy under the hospitality of Hazara people.
Father and his son sitting in a wall niche. Everywhere in Herat the inhabitants of the small town welcomed us strangers with high kindness.
(The diapositive was scanned by NikonCoolscan 5000ED, original Agfacolor 100 ASA, captured December 1976.)
Scenes from Afghanistan
Watch vendor in his small shop
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It wasn't the smallest shop I've seen in Herat, a smaller one selling Audiotapes will be posted.
The Friday Mosque in Herat
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The traffic sign on the right hand side shows that it isn't allowed to drive straightforward (into the mosque)!?
Beside the Hari Rud River in Herat
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The Hari Rud River begins 250 km west of Kabul Province, with a length of 1124 km and a catchment area of 112,000 qkm. The river then runs through Herat before turning north, establishing a 160 km political boundary between Afghanistan and Iran.
(The diapositive was scanned by NikonCoolscan 5000ED, original Agfacolor 100 ASA, captured December 1976.)
The life on the streets in Herat
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My first contact in Herat
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The Hazara boy saved my life in symbolic meaning. After arriving Herat in the evening and beeing crocky from the trip I forgot my photo bag containing all my documents like passport, flight ticket ect. in a restaurant and the boy run after me to bring me back my bag. I gave him one of the first electronic calculators as a gift that I had to to accept his invitation to his family who slaughtered a sheep for me.
Watermelons sold out in front of the citadel
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Arriving in Herat
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After a 120 km trip on an open bed of a lorry from the Iranian/Afghan border Islam Qalar I reached Herat in the afternoon
The Herat Citadel
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This citadel, which has been suggested as another possible site for Alexander's fort, is known today as the Citadel of Herat or Qal'a-ye Ikhtiyar al-Din.
The market in Herat
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Scene near the Bazaar of Herat
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Woman in her Burqa in Herat
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First impression of Herat
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Fire wood sold for the hard winter time
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Walking along a road in Herat
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A scene on the mainroad in Herat long time ago. Nice to keep memories from that time what never will come back again.
Scissors grinder in Herat
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Fruit vendor sells deliciouse products
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A scene out of the bazaar in herat where fruit was sold. The taste of this fresh was heavenly yummy.
(The diapositive was scanned by NikonCoolscan 5000ED, original Agfacolor 100 ASA, captured December 1976.)
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