Ancient Skyscrapers in an unchanged land; two and a half millennia of uninterrupted human habitation; Yemen, the oft-overlooked, occasionally forgotten factor in the war on terror. Moderate of faith, relaxed in views, but troubled nonetheless, beers and camping allowed.
A nation addicted, addled by khat, the Horn of Africa’s drug of choice. A society consumed and constructed upon a bitter, green leaf.
A blurb in Reuters, a team withdrawn for lack of funds, another trip sparked. The FA, bare bones, forced to build from the ground up
A well-armed nation; knives and Kalashnikov’s aplenty; Islamic Tottenham versus The National, Green versus Red, chaotic coat-check for a match arranged at short notice.
A portrait of an edgy land, one final close shave en route to the airport.
Editor’s Note - For a better feel of the book’s prose, an excerpt is available at Sabotage Times. Check it out, and get yourself a copy, it’s brilliant.
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