Somehow we had missed this 100-mile mark — had walked right past it. We had other things on our minds. Banounah was in pain. We were walking him to the hospital in Yanbu. Then we backtracked by car and it seemed an alien world. Not the walked one. The land was out of context. Lonelier. More aggressive, hostile. The hot sandpapery wind. The endless shining plain. The salt sun overhead. It was like a word you could almost, but not quite, remember.
Nasser al GhamniAssistant to the governor of Rabigh, Age 28
Who are you?
I am Nasser al Ghamni, of the sheik’s family of the Harbi tribe.
Where do you come from?
Rabigh, Saudi Arabia.
Where are we going?
I am going forward in my life, in my job. I want to get married and have a family.