img_2390Here at Tishimingo State Park on the Natchez Trace Parkway in Mississippi we had electric and could charge our laptops. Some friends would kid me about how much I care about staying connected, and it’s true, I do.

The next morning I was able to skype my friend in Kabul from the sumptuous Tupelo Visitor Center fully charged. Not that I couldn’t plug in that morning, but charging at a campsite meant I didn’t have to depend on such a source.

The Center featured Elvis Presley on the big screen at his many public appearances. Part of  my Afghan friend’s and my conversation that day was to introduce her to the King of Rock ‘n Roll. This is as much a part of who we are as Mark Twain, someone we read together a couple of weeks ago. Will it forge a lasting bond between our two cultures or create more tension? I’ll keep trying.