(Picture by Zok Pavlovic; a royal PITA, talented photographer and loyal friend)
This is my first post in what will hopefully be an interesting, educational and admittedly weird look into my experiences living and working in Afghanistan for the last three years. The name of the blog is “Hot Milk For Breakfast” which came from an earlier attempt at sharing my experiences. The phrase refers to the Nepalese security contractors I worked with in Afghanistan, and their tolerance for nearly anything, as long as you had plenty of hot milk with sugar and cardamom in it, for their breakfast meal. I look forward to telling my story, and trust me, it’s not what you think.