A Safe Arrival

I arrived in Islamabad on the last day of Ramadan and the day before Eid, the three-day blow-out holiday celebrating Ramadan's end. It was akin to landing in a US airport on Christmas Eve, and I hope to never do it again. Chaos!

Part of me was touched by the familiar holiday scenes. The people may have been wearing shalwars and turbans, but their expressions were the same you'd see anywhere. Relatives eagerly crowded the area where we were disgorged, waving and smiling as their loved ones emerged.

The other part of me wanted to run them all down with my 55 pound suitcase.