Goodbye Yemen
I’m spending my last evening in Yemen on the roof of my hotel overlooking the ancient city of Tiaz, enjoying the salty breeze from the Red Sea, and listening to the call to prayer as it is echoes across the city. Sitting here, as twilight approaches and bathes the city in a gorgeous warm light, I try to as hard as possible to soak in this moment and to recount the rich experiences I’ve had on this trip. Because I know that in a matter of days, sitting here on this roof will be a fleeting memory. The breeze, the sounds, the smells will never be retained. It’s not that I have a bad memory it’s just human nature. I guess that is why I’m a photographer and strive to capture the experience and the moment in the best way possible; I guess that is why we all take photos – memories alone just seem to loose their brilliance.
May 12th, 2009 at 2:52 pm
I just wanted to say that I have really enjoyed your posts from Yemen, not only the truly excellent photos (the series of the children at school in the last post in particular) but your writing on the country and its current problems have made for an extremely interesting read