I remember being in Oman a few years ago and was invited to the home village of one of the guys i was with. He was so proud to show me where he grew up. I could see the nostalgia in his eyes as he spoke of how everyone used to sit outside in the dark, illuminated only by the light of their fires, and talk while the children played.
The sadness was evident as he then spoke of how electricity arrived to the area and how a road was built making it easer to travel. Now those that remain in the village stay and watched TV within their own homes. Progress right?
