I notice too much detail like my eyes have been opened to another world that I am just now beginning to really see. And I am overwhelmed by the prospect of comprehending it during my brief visit. My journal fills with page after page of detailed entries. But it could never be incomplete - in the two months that I have been in and out of Pakistan, I have never sustained a conversation with a local woman. I have no idea what goes on in the homes where the women spend the majority of their lives.
Western newspapers indicate that women's rights are still at ground zero in Pakistan.
The men seem happy with the status quo but the question is what do the women think. I cannot answer. To compensate, we practiced power eating once we arrived in Lahore. Here's the blow by blow from another foray into a Holiday Inn. We walk down the street where all the moneychangers do business and discover that they are all closed.