The first trip I decided to take was to Cold War Russia. And, as I search my ‘way back’ memory, I’m not entirely sure why I wanted to go there. Perhaps it was because I was 18-years-old and absolutely gagging for an experience that would blow my socks off. Deeper than that, I have always, since my earliest memories, desired to go where people don’t usually go.
We hear about everything from war and terrorism to religious extremism and denial of woman’s rights. If those are the only stories that reach us, then, of course, we are going to think that the Middle East isn’t a place to explore. But, I have a different story to tell – a love story.