Something about our upcoming trip to Italy has been gnawing at me. Obviously the destination is not among our more standard far-flung fare. And we only have one flight to make instead of three or four. Am I longing for a more difficult and distant adventure? You know, like the good old days of last year in Jordan, Egypt and India. Remember when I…
Arabian Swimming Lessons for All
A few weeks before I departed Abu Dhabi, one of the other expats working at Khalifa University showed up at my desk in External Relations. “I just heard that you’re a swimmer,” she said. “Olympics or something.” “Was,” I laugh. “Qualified for Olympic Trials, but didn’t go.” “A group of us swimmer types are helping…
The Last Supper: Redemption in the Middle East
While Allan made chicken soup, I played the card game “Go Fish” with David as Sky News Television reported the day’s events: Saudi Arabia bombing rebels in neighboring Yemen. We were acting like a normal family on the evening of March 27, 2015, even though nothing was normal. A regular night would have entailed booze…