Mazar is a city built on a graveyard. The word Mazar actually means “tomb.” They host one of the most holy places in Afghanistan. The structure itself was an amazing piece of art and tile work. But standing in front of it, the environment felt very dismal and desparate as the child beggars, handicapped and poor surrounded the place.
I discovered the most aggressive beggars I have encountered in my travels. One woman would not let me close my taxi door, and others grabbed at us in very freaky ways. We could not wait to get out of the crowds. We did visit the bazaar to see what the local Mazar handcrafts looked like, but our main purpose here was to meet with Threads of Hope, a widows exporting business.