The walk through dust

Walking across campus to grab something to eat, the wind whips dust into the air and into my eyes. I can see but only barely. The dust paints the air brown with thick strokes, shrouding…

The 17-hour beer run

One bus left at 7:00am and would just turn around. Another left at 9:00 and would go into Bahrain for about five hours and then leave again at 5:00pm. A bunch of other guys who…