Sitting at my desk a month or so after our return it seems almost like we haven’t been away and that there hadn’t been a seven month gap since I last sat in this chair.
I haven’t forgotten that in those seven months we followed Moses’s footsteps up Mount Sinai, walked in the desert, swam over coral reefs, waited out the Egyptian revolution, swore at numerous taxi drivers in Beirut, stayed in a cave, walked around the Byzantine walls of Diyabakir and crossed the Tigris under an orange sky in Iraq. Those things happened to Traveller Shane, not to Home Shane.
RSS Feed
Twitter
Posted in
Tags:




