yemen is just as beautiful as i remembered it. i haven’t been since i was eight years old, and it seems as though things have stayed the same. yemen is such a poor country, it clings to it’s culture and religion, but i respect it for what it is, and i’ve found the beauty in this small country. anyone in america who thinks they’ve seen poverty can think twice, this is by far the worst poverty i’ve seen in my life, but it’s not necessarily a bad thing to me. streets are littered with trash, inflation is beyond ridiculous, it’s crazy, yet the people are just amazingly nice and caring. being away from everything but my family is so refreshing, seeing where i’ve come from, where my roots are..it’s a breath of fresh air…literally. being clear of all distractions, no internet, no cell phones, no friends, no drama, no drinking, no drugs, nothing. i’ve seen a part of this world for what it is and i love it. i wish everyone could experience this at least once in their life. i love my family, i’ve never felt so much love in my life. i have fourteen uncles and aunts (crazy, right?) and there’s just so much fucking love between all of them and all of their children and so on. i’ve seen such a drastic difference in community and daily lifestyles between america and yemen. people there are selfless, they really care for each other. neighbors are neighbors, they will always be there for one another. money is nothing to them. people strive for love in their lives, they live for that..and not the romantic kind of love. the love between their friends, their family, their community, their culture, and their country. they are all satisfied with what they have, they work enough to support their families, to put food on the table, but at the end of the day, they’re not stressed because they don’t have enough money to buy nice cars or clothes..they look forward to being with each other, to talk, to laugh, to cry with one another. there is no such thing as privacy within a family. never. america has evolved it’s people to be selfish, greedy. to want more, to never be satisfied with what they have..and look what’s happened. the image of family has been torn apart, there is no such thing anymore. children hate their parents, parents hate their children, parents hate each other, what the fuck? my time in yemen has put a lot of things in perspective for me. i’m finally realizing what’s important in life, i’ve learned a lot from my family and my father in the past month. the more i travel and see this world, the more i learn about myself and life in general. i’ve moved around a lot in my life, met a lot of people, learned to love, and learned to grow. i’ve learned so much from every place i’ve been, every person i’ve met, and honestly, after coming back from yemen i want nothing more than to look forward to the rest of my life. people make mistakes and that’s okay, everyone’s human, mistakes are learning experiences and we need to make them in order to grow, but at the end of the day, the only people who will be there for you is your blood, your family.
although yemen was incredibly touching for me, i still know that there’s the political side thats still suffering. the qat problem is just as bad as i had imagined. what could be a beautiful, thriving agricultural country is covered in litter, people are lazy in their work, the economy is not moving whatsoever. inflation is out of this world, 200 rials to 1 dollar. i don’t know, i don’t see change happening for a while in this country, but at the same time, i don’t think the people would want change..they’re all stuck in this box and don’t understand the political side of their own country. i’m just hoping it will be able to keep itself standing long enough to see change.
all in all, yemen was absolutely breathtaking in every possible way, but i’m also really glad to be back in dubai with air conditioning, normal running water and electricity. first thing i did when i got back today was take a nice, long, 21st century shower.