You are my home, by: Sarah Alaskar

How many years have passed and the Arab city inside me has grown, takes me to worlds and meanings, scents, flavors, and memories I never imagined? I went on a fateful journey to Damascus and after that I was no longer as I was. This city reinforced the presence of all Arab cities in my blood, it became my beautiful obsession and my daily dream. I nourished it with travel and writing. I reconnected with my land, documented my Arab identity; I explore myself. I visited Damascus, Beirut, Amman, Tunis, Nabeul, Sousse, Fes, Marrakech, Cairo, Alexandria, Aswan, and others. Until this text was formed, you are my home; a journey in the memory of Arab houses, in travel literature and houses.