The Kabul Express

Some Insights into the world from the heart of a war zone:

But it was mango season. The mangoes were cheap. They were cool, and sloppy with a sweet, spicy juice. To a throat rubbed raw by dust, by heat, by the choking soot of traffic, they were perfect. I was slowly beginning to realize that Afghanistan is a 1 percent country. The 99 bad things are what make the one remaining thing so indescribably good.

That's Afghanistan. You eat a mango in a minefield. Things that are easy have no flavor.