Directions in Pakistan

Do not let anyone tell you Muslims are not friendly people. I was so surprised at how hospitable Islamic people were with me. Often though they were too helpfull. I have infinate stories of being helped and offered meals, things paid for me. It was unbelieveable. The media does not paint a pretty picture. I don’t know where they get there ideas. Being white and of christian background was all the more reason to befriend me.

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Here is a dialogue I wrote down immediately after it occured. I had just arrived in Peshewar Pakistan on a bus from Rawal Pindi. I wasn’t sure exactly where I was on the map. I decided to ask the locals. After trying to explain my situation this is what entailed.

"I just want to know where I am."
"but where do you want to go?"
"Right here"
"But you are already here? Where do you want to go?"
"Yes but tommorrow I will need to get back to here and won’t know where it is?"
"Well I will help you get to where you are going then I will come get you to bring you back here."
"I know you are trying to be helpfull but please just tell me where I am, that would be the most helpfull thing."
"But where do you want to go, I will help you you are my guest, you are my brother, welcome to Pakistan."
"Do you know where we are?"
"Yes in Peshawar."
"Where in Peshewar?"
"At the bus stop."
"Which one."
"The one where buses com from Pindi."
"They all have buses that come from Pindi."
"Yes they do"
"Which one is this?"
"This one is near to the old town."
"They are all near to old town."
"Yes they are. Just tell me where you want to go and I will help you get there."
"Can you show me on this map?" I pull out a map.

The map draws a crowd several rows thick of spectators wishing to be the person to be selected to help me. Big smiles, enthusiastic eyes and continuous offers of assistance.
"Where do you want to go?"
"Here."
Confused, uncertain looks.
"But you are already here, I will help you, you are my brother, welcome to Pakistan…"