"It is a low, dirty-looking, dusty shop, the door of which stands always doubtfully, a little way open: half inviting, half repelling the hesitating visitor".
One afternoon in Dasht-e-Qala, two women, one in a deep-violet burkha and the other wearing emerald green, floated past, briefly enlivening the backdrop of beat-up olive-green military vehicles, brown desert, and dusty shop fronts.
GARDENER'S guilt overtook me last spring as I stumbled over the dusty shop lights on our attic floor; in years past, they would be beaming faux sunlight over flats of seedlings by mid-March.
I had wanted to teach my daughter about Carnival, which would be taking over the city in two months, but aside from the empty concrete viewing stands near downtown and a dusty shop where she tried on a costume it was hard to find a toehold.
Surrounded by merchants and entrepreneurs on the hot, dusty shop floor of the 63-person stoneware factory, Senator John Kerry played a political Dr. Phil on Tuesday, with the solution to each person's problems Mr. Kerry's plan to reduce health care costs.
If that is the center of Islam, then why don't they wear burkhas?" He concluded, with a rueful smile, "I think the burkha is just an old-fashioned Afghan custom". One afternoon in Dasht-e-Qala, two women, one in a deep-violet burkha and the other wearing emerald green, floated past, briefly enlivening the backdrop of beat-up olive-green military vehicles, brown desert, and dusty shop fronts.
Like the Florida Keys during the Jimmy Buffett era, the slow-moving town of San Pedro putters along, golf carts bumping along the dusty shop-lined streets.
Dusty shops crowd the pavement, selling everything from bus tickets for Bolivia to cheap shoes from Brazil.
At the same time, its population has grown, as old commercial buildings have been transformed into loft apartments and dusty shops into cafes and nightclubs.
Regretfully we left Tholing and wandered back to the hotel, past the watermelon seller and the dusty shops to our hotel and dinner.
We enjoyed good coffees, thick hot chocolate and sublime pastries in friendly cafés and explored narrow, cobbled streets that tumble down the hill from the cathedral to the Ribiero and feel like a living museum, full of dusty shops with antique fittings.
