I’m Delia Harrington, a fast-talking feminist and world-traveling rabble-rouser. I believe in social change through storytelling, and this is where I share my writing and photography about my travels through a social justice lens.
We went inside and found ourselves tiny stools immediately, since it felt like everyone in the tiny Irish pub was staring. There was a tourist couple, perhaps Spanish, but other than that the place was full of locals. The band was in the middle of a song as we got our beers and hoped no one would ask us to leave. The walls were covered in posters for music, beer, marches, and politicians, mostly in Gaelic, which I took as a good sign.read more
As soon as I heard the term, I know I wanted to go do it. I’ve been in Doha, Qatar since the start of the new year running a conference for work. As part of an effort to let attendees relax and get to know the country better, our partners organized a caravan of off-road vehicles to take us romping around the desert near the Saudi border. The ride was actually quite gentle compared to my past experience in the Egyptian Sahara, but it was still thrilling to cruise along the very edge of a dune, and bounce around the desert for a while.read more