Jalalabad

I arrived late at night in Jalalabad and ended up in a 'real Afghani' hotel; a building consisting of 4 stories of floors with tiny cubicles with a musty mattrass on the floor and a smelly blanket. For the first time in Afghanistan I slept cheaply.
I spent one day in this town, visiting the refugee camp and market, before making my way to Pakistan through the Khyber Pass.