Driving Across the Border

From the hills of Srinagar to the coasts of Beirut, I jumped borders fast, and posted often. Without the guidance of regional experts, local journalists, friends and kind strangers, I never would have been able to get my feet on the ground as quickly as I needed to, find stories, and get some grip on the complex dynamics that define each nation's relationship with the U.S.

For your time, your help translating, your leads, your edits, your warnings, your explanations, your patience and your encouragement, thank you. Thank you for making this the most exhilarating and enlightening year of my life.

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