escapism was overdue..

After a devasting week full of bombings, casualties and strikings of disaster. The biggest explosion to date occurred Thursday morning in Mogadishu at hotel Shamo where a graduation ceremony was being for the graduates of the medical department of Benadir University. The blast killed more than 20 people including ministers, professors, MP's and many medical graduates the country needed. It was indeed the most saddest incident that took place. I was also affected by the blast that occurred in Damascus, Syria as my dad lives there and both the blasts happened on the same morning and were being reported on the news at the same time when I switched the radio on. I thought the world was coming to an end. Subhanallah. I pray for my people, it seems the more steps that are taken towards achieving some normality in the country, the further that aim gets. Have we no heart? Where has humanity gone?

After the shock of a Thursday I was relieved to jump on a plane on Friday to the land of the hippies aka Portland. I loved the city immediately, its wind blowing a cool breath of breeziness. Her bridges flowed over one another and her inhabitants were the friendliest of God's creatures. The atmosphere in the air was filled with just the right level of peacefulness. My travels took me further to Vancouver, Chehalis and Seattle where I enjoyed several fine dishes of Somali cuisine, a craving I was dying to soothe and pleasant companies of close friends and family. I thank everyone for a wonderful weekend.

I'm back in DC only to discover the workload piling up so my head is gearing up to be buried in the land down under. Be good folks. I leave you in peace til next time.