Dust and gravel scatter through the air as we arrive at the countryside village. After opening the passenger door, my companion steps out of the car and lowers her glasses to gaze at the estate with an unaided eye. A fellow tribesman guides us to the dining room where our friends are seated. We enjoy a hearty farm-fresh lunch filled with laughter, followed by a ceremonial dance. Bright sunlight filters through the tall windows, highlighting our scars as we gather on the marble floor.
