I'm back from a vacation that had no internet connection. My apologies for not posting a note before leaving. I was hoping to make it to an internet cafe at some point, but couldn't.
I haven't read news over the past week and I avoided CNN like the plague, so I have a bit of catching up to do. Or I can just ignore whatever happened and assume that what the coming days will bring is more of the same: mostly bad news.
I've been dreading what my first post after a week's silence is going to be. In a way, I didn't want it to be about war, death, or misery. So I'm glad to find this story which I would like to link to as the first post. It's about using mules to take books to remote mountain villages in Venezuela. The story cheered me up, gave me hope that as bad as things are most of the time, there are good things happening. I want to remember that.
So I'm back on the back of a mule, so to speak.