We are the Pilgrims, master…

Bog author trying to look adventurous and contemplative at Debre Damo in northern Ethiopia, near the border with Eritrea.

Blog author trying to look adventurous and contemplative at Debre Damo in northern Ethiopia, near the border with Eritrea.

Public service announcement (this was meant to go up Aug. 16, sorry, slight hitch with the scheduling function):

James is currently redeploying. This blog may return in a somewhat altered form come the end of September. Keep an eye-out for updates.

In the meantime, keep it real America. It’s been emotional.

…we shall go
Always a little further; it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea,

White on a throne or guarded in a cave
There lies a prophet who can understand
Why men were born: but surely we are brave,
Who take the Golden Road to Samarkand.

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