The First Time I Made It ThroughThe first time I set foot in the Middle East, I knew I would write about it.
I remember it so clearly right now, sitting at my computer, seven years later. I got off the plane at Amman amid chaos, confusion and noise. I entered the vast lines of Immigration with my three-year old daughter, the smells and the people crushing me on all sides. I knew my husband was waiting for me on the other side of Customs, but how to get there?
A man in a suit spotted the Americ...
Published on June 04, 2018 05:35