Tales from the Middle East

So, hello again from Iraq. I am sitting on my balcony, looking out over the fountain in the courtyard of our complex, the buildings of Suli...

From the air it looked like a world of dirt and sand, an endless, undulating, at times mountainous, land devoid of anything save this mono...

To describe Africa is to stereotype. Endless plains teeming with game, small villages of mud huts and barefoot children, stra nge tongues...

I live in two worlds. One appears to have changed little. The other is, at times, unrecognizable. Life at AUC persists despite t...

I am tall, blonde, foreign. I live in Cairo, Egypt. Normally, my physical appearance bears no relevance to either my actions or ...

This revolution, for me, will be remembered in moments, sensations, the spike of adrenaline, the waves of fear, the exhilaration of triump...