Travelling alone, even if occasionally, is the most precious gift you can give yourself. Most people won't even consider the thought, and yet are unaware of the enormous benefits. Unless people find their own company very boring, in which case, that is and even bigger reason to do it :)
This project was a good opportunity for me not only to get to know the target beneficiaries up close, but to also get my own answer to the question of how much tension was there really between Syrians and their Lebanese host communities. Is it an exaggerated story amplified as an excuse to receiving funding and implementing development projects? Or is it real?
I am looking for a convincing answer to the question of "Why are the Lebanese so apathetic?". Anyone?
Half way through our dinner on the first night, someone screamed “Aurora” and we rushed outside frantically. There they were, faint greenish halos in the night sky. It was the first time any of us had seen them so of course we were quite excited, but rather underwhelmed. It wasn’t spectacular. We felt the Gods can be a little more giving.
Here are some thoughts and pics from the recent trip to the Philippines.
Coming out of 2016 feels like coming out of a battlefield. I suspect the feeling is shared by many others: the feeling of a warrior happy to have come out alive, and looking forward to, hoping for (perhaps naively) a less cruel and violent 2017. But at this point the scars and bruises of battle are still feeling heavy, and one feels there is a need to hide and nurture body and soul before facing the new year. How does one find joy again in this context?