If I had been alone, I may have believed Jesus would pass me on the street. This wasn’t a moment when my sanity was being doubted. It was...

Someone asked me why I write about Syria. This is a part of the reason.

In 1979, I waited for a flight from Rawalpindi in central Pakistan to Gilgit in the Northwestern Territories with a small tour group. Our...

In 1979, I joined a small group of adventurers who traveled to the Hindu Kush in the North Western Territories of Pakistan. Of all the...

At Dhahran airport, six of us awaited a flight to Sana’a, the capital of North Yemen. In 1979, Yemen was still a sleepy, little known...