{"id":7813,"date":"2015-11-03T23:11:27","date_gmt":"2015-11-04T06:11:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jasonbennion.com\/?p=7813"},"modified":"2015-11-03T23:11:27","modified_gmt":"2015-11-04T06:11:27","slug":"review-no-tourists-allowed-seeking-inner-peace-and-sobriety-in-war-torn-sudan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jasonbennion.com\/index.php\/2015\/11\/03\/review-no-tourists-allowed-seeking-inner-peace-and-sobriety-in-war-torn-sudan\/","title":{"rendered":"Review: No Tourists Allowed: Seeking Inner Peace and Sobriety in War-Torn Sudan"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nNo Tourists Allowed: Seeking Inner Peace and Sobriety in War-Torn Sudan<\/a> by Shannon Egan<\/a><\/p>\n

My rating: 4 of 5 stars<\/a><\/p>\n

Growing up in Utah is hard enough when you’re not a member of the culturally predominant Mormon Church. It becomes an order of magnitude more difficult when you are<\/em> a member but harbor doubts or long for something other than the officially sanctioned LDS lifestyle. In that respect, Shannon Egan’s story is a familiar one. I’ve known many people who experienced similar struggles to find themselves in the face of parental disapproval and an almost overwhelming institutional pressure to conform. Often, as in Shannon’s case, these struggles lead to self-destructive behavior and problems with drugs and\/or alcohol. But what makes Shannon’s story unique is what she did to try and escape both her upbringing and her addiction: she took a teaching job in Sudan, a war-torn country about which she knew virtually nothing. As the situation in Sudan deteriorated, a chance encounter led her to a position as a fledgling journalist, and that, in turn, led her to witnessing the horrors of Darfur and a confrontation with her own demons. Even in a land ruled by strict Islamic law, a determined addict can find what she needs…<\/p>\n

Shannon Egan is a fine storyteller who reveals herself with vivid imagery and a sometimes painful degree of honesty. Her account of getting lit up on the Sudanese version of bathtub gin — a noxious homebrewed spirit called aragy<\/em> — and the events that led to the relapse is one of the most harrowing things I’ve ever read. But there are moments of real beauty in this story, too, as she describes the history, culture, and especially the people of a place few Americans really know anything about. No Tourists Allowed<\/em> is as much a travelogue and an ethnography as it is a work of memoir, and I found the wide-angle story as fascinating as Shannon’s personal one.<\/p>\n

If the book has any flaws, it is in the author’s habit of occasionally slipping into asides filled with the jargon of recovery and advocacy. I understand that’s where Shannon’s mind is these days, as she’s parlayed her own experiences into both a career and a noble cause, but these passages tend to feel like parentheticals that distract from the action of the story she’s telling. The book is powerful enough on its own terms, don’t misunderstand, but I think it could’ve been moreso<\/em> if she’d stuck to the facts and saved some of the commentary.<\/p>\n

Nevertheless, this is an engrossing and fast-moving read that plumbs the worst depths of human behavior to come up with a message of hope and resilience. I understand a sequel is in the works, and I look forward to reading it…<\/p>\n

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