by Alexandra Cousteau | April 20th, 2009
When your great-great-grandmother settled a place in 1823, you can call yourself a local. 186 years later, Steve Black still manages the family farm and rents out the archetypal white wooden house, complete with wraparound porch, and worn red barn.
Like many other farmers in the ... Read More
by Alexandra Cousteau | April 19th, 2009
Cold and wet. That's what we are after an entire day out shooting in ceaseless spring rains. Only a scorching hot bath can cure this kind of shivering.
In the morning, Ben, Pablo and Ali went to the cornfields to shoot b-roll of the agriculture—mostly corn ... Read More
by Alexandra Cousteau | April 18th, 2009
The Mississippi River stitches together a quilt of ten states from Minnesota to Louisiana. The geometric plots of agricultural land stretching out to either side form the patchwork in shades of brown, planted mostly with corn and soybeans but not yet showing signs of spring ... Read More
by Alexandra Cousteau | April 6th, 2009
We're leaving the Middle East today to return to Washington, D.C. We'll be traveling by bus for 30 minutes from the kibbutz in Israel to the border crossing, entering Jordan at Aqaba on foot, catching a taxi on the other side, and driving over three ... Read More
by Alexandra Cousteau | April 5th, 2009
It is so dry here. I drink water constantly but always my throat feels scratchy. My eyes feel as dry as the barren riverbeds of the region, and it seems no amount of eye drops can remedy the situation.
Water is scarce in the desert. This ... Read More
by Alexandra Cousteau | April 4th, 2009
For this blog, I simply want to allow the inspiring, generous, and courageous students of The Arava Institute for Environmental Studies, located on Kibbutz Ketura in Southern Israel, to speak for themselves. In a region torn by conflict, the Arava Institute brings together Israelis, Palestinians, ... Read More
by Alexandra Cousteau | April 3rd, 2009
Hindus call Varanasi, which was our first stop on this Expedition, their holiest city. Muslims, Jews, and Christians name Jerusalem, where we are today, one of their holiest cities. Both places contend that they are the oldest continuously inhabited cities on Earth, and you can ... Read More
by Alexandra Cousteau | April 2nd, 2009
A concrete wall eight meters high divides the landscape. On one side, Israel. On the other, the West Bank. The barrier is decorated with graffiti in Arabic and English reading, “Imagine war is over,†and “Welcome to wall of tears.†A painting shows a dove ... Read More
by Alexandra Cousteau | April 1st, 2009
After the intensity of our travels around the Jordan River Basin over the past week, today’s relatively mellow pace was a gift. The team stayed the night on a moonlit hillside overlooking the Dead Sea at a quiet hostel with no internet access. I must ... Read More
by Alexandra Cousteau | March 31st, 2009
In a region where terrorist bombings make headlines every few weeks, barbed wire fences and concrete walls sever the landscape like scars, and soldiers poke their heads out from checkpoints every few dozen kilometers, water lies at the heart of peace and conflict.
I had imagined ... Read More