Such a Solitude as There Is Not

By Tamim Ansary I went camping by myself in the Sierras once.  It was during a troubled time for the world. Perhaps you remember that era.  The global economy looked shaky, inflation was looming, unemployment was soaring.  Brutal dictators ruled many nations. Faceless corporations were gobbling up precious resources across the earth. Coffee and sugar could […]

A Pond I’ll Never See Again

By Tamim Ansary I did quite a bit of camping during my early years in America.  I was sixteen when I arrived, and the high school I went to for two years took us on week-long trips in the fall and spring, to amazing places like Mesa Verde and Canyonlands.   We didn’t have tents.  We […]