When I grow up I want to be Rory Stewart. I read his books, The Places in Between and Prince of the Marshes last year and was thoroughly impressed. I especially liked The Places in Between, his account of his solo walk at 27 across Afghanistan, in the winter. I didn't know much about him until I read an article about his life today.
He is just a fews years older than me, but has led the kind of lifeI have always been very envious of; an upper class Scotsman he was raised all over the globe, attended Oxford, worked for the British Foreign Service and has been employed as a writer, diplomat, tutor for British Princes, and a daring adventurer. Now he works in Kabul trying to help Afghani's restore a bit of their city and countries former architectural and cultural glory.
I have had to come to terms with the fact that I simply am never going to be a British upper class adventurer, but I can still indulge in a little wistful thinking, can't I?
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