Tag Archives: Peshmerga

The Ruined Palace

A flashback for this Wednesday, from a trip I took to Iraq in 2015. Somehwere I think I still have a couple of posts written at the time that still haven’t been published. The Peshmerga guards ask if we would like some tea. I don’t drink hot drinks, but I know it would be culturally […]

Middle Eastern Conflict

I was at a briefing recently on Parliament Hill about the situation in Northern Iraq. I can’t tell you about it. One of the reasons I attended was to get an update on what is happening in the region. I was there twice last year and do feel I have a bit of connection to […]

The Celebration

I didn’t take pictures. I didn’t go anywhere near the window. I know what goes up must come down. I didn’t want to get in the way of that process, even though it seemed unlikely that any of the bullets were aimed in my direction. Earlier in the day I had visited a refugee camp […]

Waiting For A Plane XIV – Early Morning In Erbil

It seems no two airport experiences are alike, even at the same airport. The last time I  passed through Iraq’s  Erbil International Airport my bottle of water breezed right through security. Not this time. I had to drink it before proceeding any further. The rules were posted, but last time they weren’t enforcing them. This […]

Unreal

In North America the ongoing struggle against ISIS in Iraq and Syria is something for the nightly news. It is far away and doesn’t impact us personally. Unless you travel there, in which case it becomes very real. I was given the opportunity to visit a refugee camp in northern Iraq, Yazidi people pushed out […]

Tea In The Ruins

The Peshmerga guards ask if we would like some tea. I don’t drink hot drinks, but I know it would be culturally insensitive to refuse such an offer. So I sit with a glass of hot tea, very sweet the way Iraqis like it, and look out over the valley, a view worthy of a […]