My Pakistan adventure

This is the first in what will be a retrospective diary of quite possibly the most culturally influential fortnight of my life so far.  Some five years ago my wife and I travelled to Pakistan. A friend of ours, who is from Pakistan, had married a Dane in the UK and was going home to complete the celebrations. We were invited along for the trip, with about a half a dozen other artists and a dozen or so members of the groom’s family.  It was to prove life changing.

A health and safety nightmare in Britain but beautiful to behold.

Not knowing anything about the geography of Pakistan or the lifestyle of its people, I spent the entire two weeks in an almost constant state of wide eyed awe.  Even now my memories of it are more visceral and emotive than most things that happened last week. I took a lot of photographs while I was there and hopefully they will give people an idea of what it was like but I know they won’t show the warmth of our welcome or the generosity of the people.

Here’s a photo of a very proud driver we came across on our first day out of the capital. He was parked in a truck stop half way between Islamabad and Lahore. When he saw me photographing his lorry he rushed over. I thought he was going to stop me but he just wanted to pose beside the vehicle so everyone would know it was his.  Who can blame him?The food there was astonishingly good as well. Other examples of Pakistani truck art can be seen here.

I will post more details about this trip over the coming weeks and months.  Hopefully other people will find it as much of an eye opener as I did.

About Not So Great Dictator

I make films featuring Lego and other assorted creatures and historical figures. If you do not think they are all funny, then I am afraid there is something wrong with you. Seek medical attention.
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